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My name is Talon.

I'm the last Blackblood,
or so I've been told.

I escaped when Everit Dred
killed all my people.

I cut off the points of my ears
to hide in plain sight.

A tiny creature lives inside me,

passed to me by my dying mother.

It gives me the power to open
portals to another world

and summon powerful demons
called Lu-Qiri.

But I can only summon them
when I have their names,

something that's proving
to be a challenge.

The Prime Order wants me dead,
but I have found sanctuary

at the farthest edge of the Realm
in a place known as the Outpost.

Previously on "The Outpost"...

I have appointed Captain Spears
as base commander.

What prize could be more valuable
than the head of the false queen

or the corpse of the Blackblood?

Both of which
you've failed to procure.

I bring you
Commander Garret Spears.

This is what the gods do to
those who serve a false queen.

- Take your medicine.
- What is it?

The reason you're alive.

- I want you to guide him.
- Janzo?

Make him into the man
that Talon needs in her life.

- You could be more if we, um, fix you up a bit.
- Fix me up?

I can provide you a sizeable
Blackblood army to defeat your enemy.

You failed me, Dragman.

Talon. A name.

By the end of the week,
Garret Spears will be yours to command.

How is it that a man who has spent
his entire life serving The Three

is treated the same
as a traitor to the Covenant?

Dred?

Oh, whatever
they've done to you,

it isn't enough.

They're a pack of fools.

They want order, yet the don't have
the stomach to do what's necessary.

Which is what?

Murdering innocent people?

If only I could show you
the visions I've seen.

Hordes of demons
flooding across the land

killing everything
in their path.

Women and children
torn limb from limb

as the Blackbloods
conquer the Realm.

Well, that sounds like
a really bad dream.

It's no dream!

It's prophecy.

I killed the Blackbloods
to save the Realm,

and this is the thanks I get.

Surely that's not the only
reason you're in here.

I didn't consult The Three

before I killed the Blackbloods.

But I didn't have time
to seek their approval.

If I hadn't killed them
there and then,

they would have summoned their
demon army to wipe us all out.

They were a peaceful people.

We'll see if you still
think that way

when the last Blackblood
summons her demon army

and kills everyone
you care about.

If she summons an army,

she will be doing it
to defend the rightful queen.

Rightful?

You are so blinded
by her beauty,

you can't see the truth.

She's a false queen,

and you are just her puppet.

She is not false.

Do you know
the real reason why Gwynn

didn't let the Blackblood
kill me that night?

So she could torture me
to find out what I had seen

in the secret compartment
under her armoire.

And what did you see?

The last remaining portrait
of Princess Rosmund as a child.

Calkussar had them
all destroyed,

but apparently
Gwynn smuggled one

as a keepsake
of her childhood friend.

You mean of herself?

The girl in the portrait
looked a lot like Gwynn,

it's true.

But the real Rosmund
had a misshapen face

from being kicked by a horse.

- Are you all right?
- I've been better.

- You'll pay for this.
- Yeah?

Next time you will come
to collect his corpse.

If I do, I'll be collecting
yours shortly thereafter.

Hey, hey!
We had a deal.

A bigger cell if I told him
what you wanted.

A bigger cell won't make
my fists hurt any less.

Talon, what are you doing
up there?

Going for a walk.

Memorizing this name

in case someone tries
to steal it again.

You know,
it's our only one left.

Might be the only hope
to summon help

to fight Rebb's demon.

What if the Lu-Qiri also
brings another Blackblood?

Well, if there's any truth to
what Rebb said, it probably will.

But... but if all the Blackbloods
are like Rebb, is it worth the risk?

We might not have a choice.

What are you doing?

There.
Leave it like that.

You look cute.

I do?

What had gotten into you lately?

Oh, please don't kill me!
Please!

It's just that Naya said
that if I took you in my arms

and kissed you,
that you'd see me differently.

Well, I am seeing you differently,
but not in a good way.

Just ignore what Naya says.

You're perfect the way you are.

If I'm perfect, then why haven't
you fallen in love with me?

'Cause I fell in love with you
the minute I saw you, Talon.

Yeah, well, we don't chose
who we love, Janzo.

Well, I'm sorry,
but I can't just switch it off,

the way I feel about you.

If my feelings were the same,

I'd be the luckiest girl
in the world.

- Really?
- Really.

And trust me,
if my feelings were to change,

it would be for the Janzo
I've always known.

Not this new version.

So you're saying
that eventually...

I didn't say that at all.

In, like, 10 or 20 moons, maybe?

Maybe 30 or 40.

I can wait!

It's been a week.

Healer Sana says you're
all right to walk around,

but don't try
to leave this room.

This room is a prison to me.

It's not that bad.

This was once the royal suite,

one of the most beautiful
rooms in the palace.

This building was a palace?

Mm-hmm. Before the purge.

I served countless Lord Barons
in this very room in fact,

for many years.

It was different
back then, of course.

Luxuriously furnished.

Gold leafing on the doorposts.

And they plastered over
all the murals, of course.

Can't have the royal family
still staring out at us,

reminding us of the past can we?

Garret,
you're looking much better.

How do you feel?

I want to see the letter.

What?

Leave us.

Why are you bringing that up?

I have to know
if what you said is true,

about the message from Gwynn.

You're in too fragile
a state now.

- Why don't we wait and see...
- If you don't want to show it to me,

I can only assume it's a lie.

All right.

I only hope it's
not too painful for you.

Where is the message?
He just asked for it.

Almost done.

You can't rush these things.

I had to get
three different dispatches

in her handwriting
to piece this together.

If he suspects anything,

I'll kill you so slowly
your hair will grow back again.

"Regarding the matter
of Garret Spears,

I alr...

I already have
a new base commander.

Signed, Her Majesty,

Queen Rosmund."

I know her inscription
better than my own.

I've read thousands of notes
written by her hand.

And is that her handwriting?

Yes, it is.

She was using you.

- You must see that now.
- Leave me alone.

I didn't want to do this to you.

Just get out.

Garret, please.

I need to be alone right now.

Everit, voiceover:
The real Rosmund...

had a misshapen face.

Come in.

Your Majesty,
Baron Tobin is here as you requested.

- Send him in.
- He has a present for you.

Oh, he does, does he?

- Your Majesty.
- Master Tobin.

I'm so glad
you wanted to see me.

Yes, well, I thought I at least

owe you the courtesy
of getting to know you better

if my decision
to marry you or not

is to be an informed decision.

I couldn't agree more.

I brought you a small token
of my love, my Queen.

Hmm, thank you.

I hope it's diamonds or gold
with which to pay my workers.

That will come
after we're married.

If we're married.

Open the gift.

I must admit, I'm quite curious.

This is perfect, is it not?

It's for our wedding bed.

Thank you, Tobin.

You know, this lovely gift
shows me the nature

of your character
with amazing clarity.

Yes, well, it's a man's job to...

And that character
is one of a snake

eating its body
from the tail end.

I'm not sure I understand.

You are a self-destructive,

narcissistic,
presumptuous libertine.

You've set your cause back
immeasurably, Baron.

- I have?
- Get out.

- Just try it on.
- Get out!

- Do you want it?
- Leave!

Mmm. This...
this tea is sublime.

Did... did Janzo...

Yeah, he has his uses sometimes.

You're very lucky
having such devoted boys.

- Mm-hmm.
- Where's Bill?

Oh, a criminal I used to know
chopped his head off

and sent it to me in a bag.

Elinor, that's terrible.

Oh, don't worry.
I got my own back.

Wythers let me
gut the bum myself.

All in the name of justice,
you understand.

- Honey for your tea?
- Munt.

- Hmm?
- Go away.

Go away. Go away.

- Something wrong, Ellie?
- Wrong?

No, nothing's wrong.
Just, um, our mother died,

and while she was dying,
she asked for you.

She begged for you,
but you never came,

and I had to bury her
all by myself.

Little ten-year-old lass
burying her

all on her own,
that's what's wrong.

And as I've said many times,
I'm sorry for that.

- But I'm here now.
- Yes, it's good you're here now.

But don't worry.
You being a horse's ass

is part of why I am
who I am today.

A bar mistress?

A very powerful woman.

Hard as nails, take what I want,

look after my friends,
crush my enemies.

I'm very well-respected
in this town, and, hell,

I even know Her Majesty,
the Queen herself.

Yes, well, I doubt that.

It's actually true.
I'm friends with her as well.

- Shut up, Janzo!
- Interesting.

So tell me about her.

- What do you want to know?
- Well, let's start with the treasury and the stores.

Is it true she has nothing?

Can't pay her soldiers
or her workers?

I see what you're doing!

You're playing nice not because
you want to reconnect with me,

but you want to pump me
for information.

I'm merely curious.

Does Queen Rosmund
even like men?

Or is she more of a ladies'
lady, if you know what I mean?

Why would you even suggest
such a thing?

Janzo, shut up!

I mean, just look at my Baron.

He's handsome, he's rich.

Yet your Queen seems more
interested in her chambermaid.

You think I'll give you
the Queen's secrets?

Well, I won't. It's beneath me.
I am not a mole.

Oh, please. You sell drink
and women for a living.

Nothing's beneath you.

I do not sell women!

I am very,
very well-respected in this town.

Yes, by who?
The drunks and criminals?

- Maybe the sewer rats?
- And how are you any better, Aunt Gertie?

Insulting your hostess?
Your own sister?

Is that your finest manners
on display?

No, Janzo.
Of course, you're quite right.

So I shall take my leave in case
I say anything more regrettable.

Good day to you, Janzo.

And to you, Munt.

It was lovely seeing you.
Let's do it again sometime!

Munt, put the honey away!
You look ridiculous!

People do respect you, Mother.

Garret is dead, and Wythers never
even returned with his body.

Talon is down
to only one demon name,

and the treasury is empty.

I'm running out of options
that don't include Tobin,

so please,
give me some good news.

I'm sorry, Miss,
I can't think of anything.

How goes your work
with Talon and the brewer?

It's precisely the sort of
thing I need to distract me.

Well, he's making
remarkable progress.

He's looking handsome
and confident.

Splendid, and Talon
is responding to it well?

Any moment now,
I think he's going to try and kiss her.

- Fingers crossed.
- What?

Oh, gods, no.

Are you trying
to have him killed?

That's what he said.
Is he really in danger?

Well, it's probably
just a fat lip.

Or a broken arm.

Come in.

Majesty, some woman called Rebb

requests an audience with you.

Bring more guards,
a whole squad.

You can send her in now, but make
absolutely certain she is unarmed.

Yes, Majesty.

That's close enough.

Your Majesty.

Perhaps you should start by confessing
to the murder of an innocent child.

I did not such thing.
What would I stand to gain?

To force my hand and order
Talon to give her power to you.

All I want is for the portal to be
opened and the names called out.

Whether by Talon or me
is irrelevant.

Killing the Dragman
only reduces my options.

Really?

Then you won't object to writing
the names right here and now?

I have plenty of ink
and parchment.

And you'll force her to open
the portal and call the names?

Even I can't force Talon
to do anything.

Then writing the names
gains me nothing.

What are you doing?

When the Dragman died,

I became the last hope for you
and your pitiful rebellion.

Guards, arrest this woman.

This doesn't have to happen.

Help me summon my kinsmen,

and we will win your war
for you.

You have my word.

From what I've seen,
your word is worthless.

What is going on out there?

Guards!

Pity.

So many are dead.

You're sure
you want more to die?

Oh. Don't worry,
Your Highness.

No harm will come to you

as long as Talon
does things my way.

You, servant girl, bring Talon.

And make it fast.

Talon will never give in
to your demands.

Do tell her, if I get impatient,

I'll feed Ekkundi
the Queen's toes

one at a time.

And when I run out of toes,

I start cutting off fingers.

And you never thought
to show me this gift first?

Why? Hmm?

It was a lovely,
very expensive gift.

The finest of silks.

But not the gift for a queen.

In her own words,
you have set your cause back.

The Queen has been
taken hostage!

All hands to the Citadel!

Now is your chance
to redeem yourself.

Go on.

Sorry, excuse me.
I must get through.

Sorry. Pardon.

Sorry, excuse me.
Sorry, excuse me.

Excuse me.
I must get through.

Sorry, excuse me.

Oh.

I was wondering when
you would come around.

- What?
- You throwing yourself at me like this, Naya.

You really are beautiful,
you know that?

I don't have time for this.
Have you seen Talon?

Um, is she at the Night Shade?

No, why?

Queen Rosmund has been taken
hostage by the Blackblood woman.

Talon's taken the Queen hostage?

The other Blackblood.

Oh, right.
That sounds more right.

Eh, don't worry.
I'm going to save the Queen now.

I'll get you one day.

Yes, well, somehow I doubt
you'll be much help.

Oh, God.

The demon and the Blackblood
have Gwynn in the throne room.

What?
What does she want?

- You.
- Then she can have me.

- Where are you going?
- Going to save Gwynn.

Are you mad? Rebb has a demon.
You've got no chance.

Well, what do you suggest?

You have to open the portal
and summon the demon.

- You have the name.
- If I open that portal,

there's no telling
what comes through it.

It might be a Lu-Qiri
that can help you, Talon.

And it might be a Lu-Qiri
with a Blackblood.

Um, we don't have time for this.

Of course, even with a Lu-Qiri,

you might not be able
to beat Rebb,

but she does have
the Queen hostage...

Wait a minute,
are you for or against me

- calling the name?
- Oh, no.

I'm just thinking out loud.

The Blackblood said
if you don't come right away,

she's going to start cutting
off Gwynn's toes and fingers.

That's a bit dramatic, isn't it?

Her demon killed 20 men before
I could even take a breath.

If there's any chance you could summon
one of those things for yourself,

I think it might be warranted.

This has all been unnecessary.

We should be allies against The
Three, not adversaries.

Who are you?

I'm the man who's going
to save the Queen.

Oh.

Uh, are you seeing this, too?

- Regrettably.
- Right.

Okay, just wanted to make sure.

What are you looking at?

Every time I do this,
it ends bad.

Tell your beast to stand back

or soon he'll have a new master.

I'm going to open the portal
long enough for you to go back.

Please do. Open it.

Then I can summon
more of my people.

Wrong answer.

Why isn't that thing
attacking us, or her?

No one's ordered it to.

- That's the order.
- What did he say?

Educated guess? Something along the
lines of "Kill them all painfully."

He told it not to hurt us.

Bad call on his end.

You understood me?

Are you a Blackblood?

- But your ears.
- I cut the points off.

I'm getting sick
of explaining it!

Talon!

Where's Rebb?

What is she to you?

She's the head
of the Black Fist,

the most warlike
of the two clans.

I asked what is she to you.

She killed my sister.

She's my enemy.

What have you done
with your hands?

All my life,

all of it... lies.

This is why I didn't
want you to see the letter.

I gave everything
to Calkussar and Gwynn.

Everything. My whole life.

And all that time,
they were just using me.

I can't imagine how hurt
and angry you must feel.

They took everything from me.

Like the Blackblood did to me.

I feel like such a fool.

It's all right.

Stay here.

Stay with me.

I'll take away all your pain.

Why did you try to kill me?

Says the one
with the sword to my throat.

I had numerous chances
to finish you,

or to let Vikka do it.

I've taken none of them.

You, however,
were aiming to kill.

The last two Blackbloods I met

killed innocent people
I cared about.

They were Black Fist.

They believe the only way
to free our people

is to wipe out
all of the humans.

But now she's taken
the Queen hostage.

And she won't release her until I
help her bring all of the Blackbloods.

Not all of the Blackbloods.

He plan would be
to leave my clan behind

because we believe we can
live in peace with humans.

And that's why
she killed the Dragman.

Because with all
of the names lost forever,

she can choose who she brings
through the portal,

including leaving her enemies,
you, behind.

- She killed the Dragman?
- Um, if I may?

That other Blackblood could already be
feeding Gwynn's toes to that monster.

No offense.

Point me to her,
and I swear I'll kill Rebb or die trying.

No. If vengeance for Rebb
is all you care about,

then the Queen
may die in battle.

And why did you summon me
if not to kill Rebb?

I didn't summon you.
I summoned him.

Relinquish his command to me.

And why should I
make concessions

to an unarmed,
defeated opponent? Hmm?

- Is that better?
- Impressive.

But still not
good enough to beat Rebb.

If I don't have to deal with her
Lu-Qiri, then I stand a chance.

I'll return him
if we both survive.

You have my word.

And why should I help you?

You're offering me
nothing in return.

You know why.

Are you promising to free
our kindred?

No. But it's the only way
you'll gain my trust.

So you want me to give up
all of my advantage

by sending Vikka
probably to his death

to save some human woman
I've never met

because it might help me
gain your trust?

Yes.

We'll fight her together.

No. I don't trust you.
You stay here.

There you are.

I was worried I lost
my bargaining chip.

I thought you might want to
choose which toe I cut off first.

Choose, or I'll choose for you.

Get away from her.

There you are.

I was beginning to wonder whether
she really meant anything to you.

Let her go.

And what will I get in return?

I'll give you the Asterkinj.

Really? That easily?
Now who's being deceptive?

You said all you wanted
was the Asterkinj.

Cut the Queen loose
and you can have it.

So you can put a knife to my
throat at the final moment

like you did
the last time you cheated me?

I won't make the trade
until she's set free.

What are you up to?

You'll never willingly allow me

to unleash my warriors
into this Realm.

If there is no deal to be made,
then why in the gods are we all still here?

The Asterkinj can't survive
outside a host body.

Why is why you can't
take it by force.

I have to give it up willingly.

Unless you're dead.

It doesn't work like that.

That is where you're mistaken.

- Ekkundi?
- Talon, she's going to kill you!

Patience, my friend.

Like all living creatures,
the Asterkinji want to survive.

So when your blood goes still
and cold in your veins,

it will leave you like a rat
from a burning house.

No wonder they locked you up
and threw away the key.

Wait.

You don't need
the Queen anymore.

She's nothing to you.

Cut her loose,

I'll drop my sword
and die willingly.

You're not in a position
to bargain!

If I fight,
I'll do a lot of damage.

You wouldn't want your Asterkinj
accidentally killed, would you?

If I have to, I'll do it myself.

Throw away your sword
and get on your knees!

Not until she's through
the door.

You don't have to
do this, Talon.

- Just go.
- That's far enough.

Throw away your sword or she
doesn't take another step.

On your knees.

Looks like you aren't the One.

I'm the hero of the prophecy.

Talon!

I may not be the One,

but neither are you.

Remind me to put steel bars
on those windows.

I told you to stay out of it.

I was protecting my interests.

Is that what I am to you?
Your interest?

Look, Vikka can't stay here.

The people won't understand.

I already sent him out
to the woods to hunt.

Don't worry,
he won't hunt humans.

You might want
to cover your ears.

This belongs to you.

Thank you.

So do you trust me now?

Should I?

You're going to need to tell me everything
that's happened these past years.

Well, for that, we're going
to need a few drinks.

Come on.

I'll show you the Night Shade.

- You look so handsome.
- Thanks to you.

Oh, no. Not me.

Only the gods can take credit
for your countenance.

Yes, but you can take credit
for pulling me back from death

and building me up again.

I can never repay you for that.

You already repaid me with
something I desperately needed.

- Are you ready?
- I still don't understand why we have to do all this.

Because the only way you and I
can make a life in peace together

is if The Three bless it.

- You want it, don't you?
- More than anything.

Remember everything I told you,
and you'll be fine.

Come. We'll be late.

I'm honored
to bow before The Three

and pledge my heart and blood.

And who have you brought
before us, Healer?

My Three, I present
Commander Garret Spears,

formerly of Gallwood Outpost.

You may stand.

Your Holiness,

Commander Spears
has suffered greatly.

He knows now that
he was under the influence

of a deceptive
commanding officer.

I believe he's repentant
for his actions.

What say you, Mr. Spears?

I am honored to bow
before The Three,

and pledge my heart and blood.

I shall serve you always,

and shall not stray again.

I am yours.