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Zed: Previously on
"The Outpost"...

Will you find the girl
who tried to kill Falista?

I'’ll do my best.

You want me to protect
the person I'’m meant
to be arresting?

- Promise me.
- It is time to
awake you, Levare.

The Blackfists finally did it.
They killed them all.

My mother'’s texts,
you saved them.

They found us!

- Nedra.
- Long time, Zed.

- No!
- Corven!

Search the Outpost for any soul
not loyal to the crown.

The gods thank you.

It is time.

- Time?
- I must go.

You'’re leaving me?

But there'’s still so much
I don'’t understand.

I'’ve seen one of the gods,
but they don'’t speak to me
as they do with you.

You are ready, my queen.

You know the gods,
do you not?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Then the gods themselves
will guide you.

Simply listen
for their voices.

I know we can count on you.

Yes, you can.

I will do anything
in service to the gods.

Good.
Do not let others
influence you.

You were chosen
to rule over them.

But where are you going?

I'’m going to meet the gods.

[ theme music playing ]

- Go away. We'’re closed.
- Wait, Munt. Munt, it'’s me.

Tobin? I mean, Your Majesty.
What are you doing here?

I was wondering if you have
any more of the stuff.

- Bath salts?
- What? No.

- The spirits.
- Ghosts!

- Munt, keep your voice down.
- Oh, I agree. Ghosts?

No. The ale, Munt.

Oh! Oh, ale. Yeah, right.

- Open the door.
- Right, right. Right.

There you go.
Come in, come in.

It'’s sad to see
this place so empty.

It is empty, isn'’t it?

It'’s exactly what it is.
It'’s quiet and a right shame.

So, do you have any
of the hard stuff?

Right, yeah. Yeah, I do.

Wait here.
Just right there.

- All right.
- Be right back.

Ah, Spears.

Whoa! Ooh.

Gods, Tobin.
Nearly ran you through.

What are you doing here?

I'’m, uh--
I'’m just borrowing
a book from Janzo

and I'’ve come to return it.

At this hour?

Where'’s the book?

Damn, you know, I--
I knew I forgot some--

What about you?
What are you doing?

- Me?
- Mm.

I'’m, uh--

come to collect some...

bath salts.

Yeah, Falista likes bath salts.

Sure.

Any news on
the would-be assassin?

What? No. Uh, no.

Nothing but dead ends so far,
but still looking.

How hard can it be?

I mean, whoever she is,
she has a freshly sliced arm.

Well, an overcrowded Outpost
is an easy place for
someone to disappear.

Spears,
I made you gate marshal

because I trusted the oath
that you made to me.

- [ door opens ]
- You can trust me, Tobin.

Your Majesty?
[ whistles ]

- Wait, that'’s it?
- Yeah, that'’s it.

I mean,
why would there be more?

Best not to mention
this to anyone.

Yeah. Mention what?

Exactly. Spears.

- Lock the door.
- Oh, yeah. The door, right.

- He'’s gone.
- [ cheering ]

[ music playing ]

Munt, for the ruffians
at table three.

And tell them
their tab is full.

They either pay tonight
or they'’re cut off.

Janzo, I'’m valet
to the King now.

Not sure I should be
associating with ruffians.

Munt, you are a ruffian.

Are you sure we can'’t tell
Tobin about this place?

- I don'’t think he'd mind.
- Yes, of course I'’m sure.

Everything I'’m doing down here
is illegal, do you hear me?

I could go to jail
for this or worse.
Is that what you want for me?

Your only little brother?
Your only kin, hmm?

You know, you'’re sounding
more like Mum lately.

Apart from she loved
this kind of stuff.

Me? Me, no. I hate it.
No, I don'’t have
the constitution for it.

It just makes
my stomach churn.

Well, then why are we doing it?

Fatherhood, Munt.
Fatherhood.

I'’m going to provide
for my family,

and if unsavory means
are the only way

to make a living
in these dark times,
then so be it.

I'’m gonna do right
by my child.

- Mum would be right proud.
- You'’re not helping.

Yeah. Ooh. Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

I don'’t care who they are.

The Three are The Three.
We are right back under
Prime Order rule.

Falista and Tobin
have One and Three'’s kinjes,

and Two is influencing them.
They have to be stopped.

- But we need more men.
- We'’ll have the numbers we need

when Talon returns with
the remaining Blackbloods.

Blackbloods?

- Fight alongside skags?
- Mind your tongue.

Now we all want the same thing.

Freedom from tyranny.

A land that
we can call our own.

With all due respect, sir,

I won'’t fight with those
who enslaved me!

Any of you boys
feeling lucky tonight?

Excuse me.

Pardon me, gentlemen.

- What are you doing?
- You'’re not to come here.

You are not meant to be
in public at all.

This isn'’t public.
It'’s a private club.

There are men looking for you.

Or do you want me
to arrest you for the attempted
assassination of the queen?

- You wouldn'’t do that.
- And why not?

Besides the fact that Talon
would never forgive you?

I know what you
and your little ragtag

rebellion are
plotting over there.

If brought before the queen,
I'’m liable to say anything

that comes to mind
in my defense.

Oh, you are some--

Talon?

Make way!
Make way, everyone.

There will be a lot more
coming through soon.

- Wren, you'’re hurt.
- I'’m fine.

When are the rest coming,
Talon?

They'’re not.

- What happened?
- They'’re dead.

They'’re all dead.

[ groans ]

[ horse whinnies ]

Hold there.

What'’s in the wagon?

Step aside, men.
This is the business of the--

- I'’m your king, soldier.
- Your Highness, forgive me.

What are you taking
outside the Outpost walls
in the middle of the night?

Are you deaf?

It was Two.

She murdered a jail
full of prisoners.

A wagon full of corpses.

- Why would she do this?
- Traitors to the crown.

What?

All of them in that prison,

traitors to the crown.

You knew about this?

How could you condone
such a thing?

What other choice
did I have, Tobin?

They refused to bend the knee.
Treason is punishable by death.

Traitors are tried
and then executed
if found guilty,

not murdered without trial
and then disposed of
in the black of night.

Service to the gods
requires sacrifice.

And Two assured me
when she drew the life
from those prisoners

- it was the will of the gods.
- The gods?

How can you question this,
Tobin?

You'’ve seen
one of the gods yourself.

You were there face to face.

How can you doubt
that we'’ve been chosen
to serve them in our rule?

There'’s so much I doubt
these days, Falista.

Well, then lean on my faith,

and I can promise you
that we will get through
these difficult times

and come out stronger for it.

Our devotion will be
rewarded by the gods.

The ancient writings
of the Blackbloods?

The record and scriptures
of our people,

passed down from High Priestess
to High Priestess.

- Zed'’s brother saved them.
- And then he died
protecting me.

Our people didn'’t have to die.

Your brother
would still be alive

if you brought us back
as you promised.

Nedra, I tried.

I have to check that
the children are settling into
their new quarters.

- Nedra!
- Let her go, Zed.

- Nedra!
- Let her go.

[ door closes ]

Just to make sure
I understand,

there are no more living
Blackbloods remaining
in the Plane of Ashes?

None.

The only Blackbloods
in existence are now
here at this Outpost.

Which is why our people need
the spiritual guidance

of a High Priestess
more than ever.

Why me?

I know no more
about these beliefs or texts
than you do, Zed.

Because you are the one
they expect to know it.

Because our High Priestess
and her teachings

are all that'’s left
of our tradition,

our culture,
and our history.

Because our people need
someone to help them
grieve and to move on.

So I'’m sorry if this calling
is inconvenient for you, Wren.

But you'’re the only one
who can offer our people

the solace and support
that they need.

Uh, it'’s Falista's night clothes
left on the bed of the King.

He left his shirt
and vest here last night
if you'’d like to take them.

Right, yeah.
Do you know he has a man

whose only job it is
to make his clothes?

That'’s all the man
does all day,
clothes for the King.

Falista has four,
and a goldsmith for her jewelry.

- What? No.
- Mm-hmm.

I decree,
what a lovely necklace
you have, milady.

Oh, you flatter me, milord.

No. Ooh. Pray telleth.

What do you think of my vest?

- A fine vest...
- Oh! Ha-ha!

- ...for a man of
your noble bearing.
- Oh.

Oh, please.
Sit down for a spot of tea.

Oh, indeed I shall.

Milk? Sugar?

Uh, yes, please.
All the things.

If it doth please milady,

shall we try out that
feather bed instead?

[ grunting, laughing ]

[ door opens ]

Oh.

- Milady.
- Milord.

Wren, I'’m sorry
about your people.

How am I supposed to determine
the course of our people

when there'’s nothing
but extinction staring us
in the face?

You don'’t have to
go through any of this
if you don'’t want to.

Don'’t I?
You remember the way those
Blackbloods bowed to me.

They expect this of me, Janzo,
and quite frankly, it just
makes me want to throw up.

Are you sure that'’s
not your pregnancy?

I told you,
Blackblood women
don'’t get that.

That'’s another thing.
How am I supposed to be a mother

and a High Priestess
at the same time?

Your mother did it.

And what a great job
she did of that.

If you ask me,
I think she raised a pretty
fantastic daughter.

You know, the truth is that
she wasn'’t an awful mother.

She was not such a good
High Priestess,

and she'’s the only example
I have of how to do that, so...

Wren, I know you.

And if you are simply
the kind of priestess
you are a person--

smart, kind, compassionate,

I think you'’ll be perfect.

- You really think so?
- Oh, I know so.

Hey.

Janzo said you left them
hours ago.

I needed some time
to be alone.

Talon, I am so sorry about
what happened over there.

"Wherever you go,
people die."

What?

You said that to me once.

Talon, I wasn'’t in
my right mind when I said that.

It was true.

And it keeps happening.

Garret, this is my fault.

What? How?

How many times did Zed tell me
to bring them through?

You couldn'’t have known
that this would happen.

What was I waiting for?

An entire people.
I let them die.

This is not your fault.

My mother gave me
the asterkinj,

the means
to save our people and--

it'’s what I was meant to do,
and I waited too long.

- I failed her.
- Hey, you don'’t know that.

If your mother was so eager
to bring them back,

why didn'’t she do it herself?

I have to go.

Wren'’s asked those of us
who remain to gather.

Wren:
We'’ve all suffered
a tremendous loss.

The greatest we can suffer
as a people.

We few who remain
may be tempted to carry guilt.

Guilt for having been here,

a world away
when our brothers and sisters

faced their end
in the Plane of Ashes.

I, as your High Priestess,

would like to lead you
in and old Blackblood ritual

to shed our guilt like ashes

in order to truly mourn
the memory of our dead.

Each of the children who
returned are now our future.

And with all of our help,

it is in them that
the Blackblood way will survive.

[ singing in Blackblood ]

I was told you wanted
to see me.

Thank you for coming.

Sit.

I heard about your people
on the other side of the portal.

My condolences.
It'’s a tragedy.

But I want you to know
that those who remain

will be welcome
and treated as equals.

- Under your rule.
- Of course.

As you will serve as
the Blackbloods'’ governor

- and they will follow you.
- If I follow you.

- Yes.
- Your advisor Two wants
all the Blackbloods dead.

Two is gone.
She was summoned by the gods.

- Summoned? Where?
- That doesn'’t matter.

But what does matter
is before she left,

she told me
everything I need to know
in order to serve them.

That symbol.

- What is it?
- The mark of the Seven.

- I'’ve seen it before.
- Where?

In a vision?
You'’ve seen the gods as I have.

A face neither human
nor Blackblood.

I wouldn'’t take it for a god,
but, yes, I'’ve seen it.

You'’ve had the same
vision as me, Talon,
don'’t you see?

The gods wish us
to work together.

They have chosen us
to serve them.

I don'’t know what I've seen,
and neither do you.

But I can tell you this,
they are not gods.

How dare you?

You know, from my experience,
those pretending to be gods

or claiming to speak for them
are dangerous.

You can walk away from me,
but you cannot walk away
from the gods!

This is my destiny
as it is yours!

Prepare the way.

Unlock the Skevikor.

You say this was part
of your vision?

Yes, and I saw the same symbol
at the shrine Falista prays at.

It was in my vision as well.
This symbol and then the face.

Falista said
it'’s the face of a god.

- She said Two'’s
gone to meet them.
- To meet them?

Mm. Ah, here. Yes.
The mark of the Seven.

Before Blackbloods
were Blackbloods,
the Seven were the Seven.

They reigned over
all the world and then left,
entrusting it to us.

They left?
What do you suppose that means?

Is it possible that the gods
that The Three worship

are the same as
the Blackblood Seven?

I suppose.
One culture'’s religion
borrowing from another'’s,

it happened often
through the ages.

Is there anything in there
that might tell us
where Two'’s headed?

We have endless writings
on the Seven.

All our shrines and temples
invoke their name.

I couldn'’t begin to guess
where Two is going.

Word around the Outpost
is that Two sucked the life

out of all of the people
who she imprisoned.

What could she need
all that life force for?

Maybe if we leave now,
we could track her
and find out.

I was planning more
ceremonies for our people.

She wants all
the Blackbloods dead, Wren.

The best thing I can do
for the remaining Blackbloods

is kill her before
she gets a chance
of accomplishing that goal.

Well, Zed,
you'’re staying, right?

You are the one who pushed me
to take on the Priestess duties.

I'’m going with Talon, Wren,

but I thank you
for taking them on.

I know it'’s helping
a lot of Blackbloods.

I bribed the gatesman.

Said she left alone on foot
this morning,

followed the main road.

Then we'’ve got
some catching up to do.

- Yes!
- [ groans ]

Come on.
Coin down before
the bones roll.

That'’s me again.

Hey, hey, hey.

You know, gambling'’s
strictly forbidden.

That'’s what
makes it high stakes.

- Your Majesty.
- I saw you wincing.

- Are you hurt?
- What?

Your left arm perhaps?

That'’s kind of you,
Your Majesty.

No, I'’m fine.

Oh, that?
An accident at the stables.

- My father'’s an ostler.
- This was no accident.

This is where I stuck you
with your own blade.

What?

[ grunting ]

Stop that girl!

- Got you.
- [ grunting ]

Falista: So you'’re
the creature who tried
to kill me in my sleep.

Tell me, who are
your co-conspirators?

I acted alone.

Please. A girl your age
doesn'’t just wake up

and decide
to throw her life away
in attempted regicide.

You'’ve been manipulated
by my enemies.

So tell me who they are
and you'’ll be spared
the hangman'’s noose.

You want the names of the men
who plot your demise?

Their covert meeting places?

The secret signs
they give each other?

None of that exists,
Your Majesty.

How dare you?

You will hang for your crime.

Falista, she'’s very young.

Not too young
to be made an example of.

You will be hung
in the public square
tomorrow at sunrise.

Is this what I think it is?

Mm-hmm.
Munt'’s kept me supplied
despite the prohibition.

- Don'’t tell Falista.
- I won'’t if you won't.

What are we celebrating?

I caught the assassin.

Oh. And who is she?

I was hoping
you could tell me.

She was so easy to find.

And the way she headed towards
Talon'’s place when she ran,

it was almost as if
you wasn'’t looking for her.

- Tobin--
- You were protecting her.

You know,
she'’s not a bad kid.

She'’s just misguided.

After Talon and I
gave her a talking to,

she'’s never tried anything
like that again.

You could have told me that.

You could have come to me.

Things might have turned out
better for her if you had.

Why? What'’s happened?

Falista sentenced her to death.

She hangs at dawn.

Well, there must be
something you can do.

- I'’m sorry. There's not.
- Tobin?

Shortly after I change
the guards at last watch,

she'’ll be taken to the gallows.

I plan to talk with the guards
who replace the watch.

Might delay them a bit.

Might delay them a bit, huh?

But then they will come
and take her to the gallows.

So you understand,

there'’s nothing
I can do about it.

I understand.

[ door opens ]

End of watch.
Have a good night.

It'’s all right.
My partner will be here
in a minute.

Spears.

- What are you--
- If I let you out of here,
you do exactly as I say.

Promise me.

You'’re a fugitive,
so you need to leave
the Outpost and never return.

I can disappear
without leaving.

You'’ve been caught once already.
They know your face now.

- This is stupid.
- You promised to do
exactly as I say.

I didn'’t sell you out, you know?
I could have, and I didn'’t.

- Go.
- You'’re gonna be bored
without me around.

I'’ll manage. Go.

You wanted to see me,
Your Majesties?

You will bow
to your King and Queen.

- That'’s not necessary.
- No. Of course.

- Forgive me.
- It is my understanding
that the Blackbloods

in this Outpost
consider you the keeper
of their history and law.

- Is that true?
- Yes.

What is the Skevikor?

Uh, I don'’t know.

You don'’t know
or you won'’t tell me?

I don'’t know.

I wish to report
that the brewer Janzo

is running
an underground tavern

manufacturing
and selling inebriates.

- What?
- [ music playing ]

- Janzo?
- Hmm?

Have you ever been in,
you know?

No. No, I don'’t know, Munt.

You'’re going to have to give me
more information than that.

Right.

Have you ever been
in-- in-- in love?

- In love?
- Love.

In love? You have come
to the right place, brother,

because I am somewhat
of an expert when it comes
to matters of the heart.

- You are?
- Everybody'’s different,
you see?

Some-- well, some have
a physiological response,

akin to an early stage
of infection.

Others just go speechless
when coming into close proximity

to the object
of their infection.

Well, I think for me
it'’s like soup.

- Like soup?
- A warm soothing bowl of soup.

Only the broth,
it'’s so thin that no amount
could ever make you full.

[ shouting ]

By order of the Queen,

you are all under arrest.

Where is the brewer Janzo?

Oh, dear.

You didn'’t participate
in the ritual of ash.

Letting go of the guilt?

I didn'’t feel ready.

Honestly, I'’m a little
surprised that you did.

I knew it.
You blame me for the slaughter.

You think if I brought
the Blackbloods through sooner,
they wouldn'’t all be dead.

- Well, isn'’t that the truth?
- If I brought them here,

the Blackfists still would
have turned on their own,

and then they would have
attacked the humans.

We don'’t know that.

You'’re right. We don't.

Which is why
if I had to do it again,

I wouldn'’t have
done it differently.

Nonetheless,
you'’ll be happy to know
I still feel guilty as hell.

That doesn'’t
make me happy, Talon,

and I don'’t blame you.

It'’s myself I blame
for Corven.

I keep thinking
I should have convinced him
to come back with us

- the last time we were there.
- Corven died a hero.

He was protecting
those children,

and then he took
an arrow for you.

[ rustling ]

Whoa, easy.

Luna, what are you doing here?

I'’ve been banished
from the Outpost.

- What? You got caught?
- Yeah.

And Falista let you off
with only a banishment?

Actually,
she sentenced me to death.

But Garret helped me escape.
I think he fancies me.

So, what we heading east for?

Something
that pays well, I hope.

Talon and I are tracking Two,

which we'’ll be
a lot more successful at
without you along.

Don'’t be so sure about that.

I beat Talon
the first time I met her.

Tell him.

I was drunk,
and, no, you didn'’t.

I can take care of myself.

The events
of the past several days
indicate otherwise.

Talon: Sorry, Luna. It'’s not
a good idea coming with us.

Our kinjes protect us
from other kinj-bearers.
You'’d be vulnerable.

- Good luck, kid.
- I'’m just gonna keep
following you.

There'’s nothing
you can do about it.

You'’re not familiar with
what my kinj does, are you?

Fine.
Just do as you'’re told.

Sounds fair.

Your Majesty, I can explain
exactly what was going on
in that cellar.

I promise,
I was doing nothing
naughty down there.

Silence.
If I wanted an explanation,
I'’d ask for it.

- Wren?
- Janzo.

She had nothing to do with
my illegal enterprise,
I promise.

Her guilt or innocence in
this matter doesn'’t concern me.

Just her usefulness.

- What do you mean?
- I asked for her help.

- Yet she refuses me.
- No, I haven'’t refused you,
Your Majesty.

I just simply do not know much
about what you are asking.

Silence.

Yavalla'’s successful quest
for the white kinj

has convinced me
that the Blackbloods'’ law

is indeed inspired by
the gods.

- Oh?
- And it seems the gods
are speaking again...

to those of us
who bear a kinj.

I have been honored with
a task I need to understand

in able to complete it.

Your Majesty,
if I could help you, I would.

- But I do not know
what you are asking.
- Oh, you will help me.

And as an incentive,
Janzo will be spared
the sentence of death

only if your answers
prove correct.

So, one more time.

What does the word
"Skevikor" mean?

I don'’t know, Your Majesty.

- [ screaming ]
- Stop! Stop! Stop!

Falista,
I will figure it out!

I will figure it out.
Just-- I need more time.

I knew you'’d see reason.

Take him to the prison.

Your Majesty, I need Janzo
if I'’m to figure out
the answers that you want.

- He'’s not a Blackblood.
- No, but he is a scholar

who has been studying
the Yindrian writings

of this world
much longer than I have.

Your answers will come sooner
and much more complete

if I have him at my side.

Very well then.

But he will be executed
if you don'’t give me my answers.

- You have two days.
- Thank you, Your Majesty.

You never told me
what happened in the sewers.

You know what happened.
Garret caught me.

No, I mean, why were you
so shaken from it?

- What'’s it to you?
- You don'’t have to tell me.

I told you I ran away from
the sanctuary when I was ten.

That'’s not the whole story.

It'’s true
I didn'’t like being outdone

in our training
by my little sister,

but I never
would have left Ilyin.

Not even in the care
of the monks.

We woke one night to screams,

black smoke pouring
into our rooms.

Covenant soldiers were
slaughtering the monks
and elders,

piling their bodies
in the hallways.

They were commanded
by a solemn man,

hair as white as his robes.

Everit Dred.

He was looking for
the next Dragman, so we hid.

Buried ourselves under
the corpses to play dead.

But Ilyin wouldn'’t lie still,

and they found her.

Took her away while
I was frozen with fear

under the weight
of all those dead people.

All those corpses in the sewer
took you back to that night.

I'’m sorry, Luna.

That'’s when I decided
that nothing in the world

was going to protect me but me.

I don'’t need anyone.

Look, I know how it feels

to lose everyone
you'’ve ever loved.

When I first came
to the Outpost,

the only thing that mattered
to me was vengeance.

- Did you get it?
- Some.

But more importantly,
I found a new family.

Friends, mentors...

lovers.

Look, I'’m here to tell you

if you close yourself
off to pain,

you close yourself off
to everything.

[ whistling ]

What in the name of gods
is that thing?

It'’s a Lu-Qiri.

That'’s Vikka. He's mine.

Lucky you.

Talon: There'’s Two.

What is Vikka doing with Two?

And where'’s she going in there?

Better question might be
who is in there?

She was going to see
the gods, remember?

Don'’t think
he'’s yours anymore.

Keep watch out here.

And wait for that thing
to come back? No thanks.

I'’ll take my chances with Two.

I'’m really sorry.
This is all my fault.

I should have never started
this illegal enterprise.

Your heart was in
the right place, Janzo.

No. I put you and I in danger,
and our baby,

and now we'’re at the mercy
of a crazy madwoman

who thinks gods
are speaking to her.

"Skevikor." What are the odds
that such a word even exists?

I mean,
if I'’ve never heard of it,

you'’ve certainly
not heard of it.

- I know the word, Janzo.
- What?

Skevikor.

I lied to her. I know it.

It means the end of the world.

[ clears throat ]

Sorry, Falista.

The girl escaped.

She escaped again?

How is that even possible?

Apparently it happened
during the shift change.

Well, this just confirms
my suspicions.

Her co-conspirators
are many and powerful.

You must find out
who they are and kill them all,

do you understand me?

Yes, of course.

- And what of Janzo?
- He and the Blackblood
Priestess

are assisting me on a task
the gods have given me.

Falista, regardless
of what we'’ve seen,

we don'’t know the nature
of these so-called gods.

Whatever their will is,

how can we trust
that it'’s for our good?

Because they are
our gods, Tobin!

And as such,

we will do whatever
they ask of us.

I am here by
the command of the gods.

Janya.

My body is weak.

Its restoration
needs hastening.

I am honored to serve you.

My god, you are beautiful.