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Previously on "The Outpost"...

It's been 39 days since Talon brought the Blackbloods through.

She's the last remaining Blackblood prophetess.

I am Yavalla, prophetess of the Blackbloods.

The way to paradise is somewhere at the Outpost.

- The kinj. - I'm requisitioning this facility for official use.

- Excuse me? - I need your word

that there will be no more trouble from your people.

My people will remain peaceful.

For the sins of your ancestors.

For the Queen.

Any last words, human,

before justice is done?

Justice?

Blood for blood.

Zed, you'd go to war with your own kind

to protect one worthless human?

We might be the same species, Yobahn, but we are not the same kind.

The priestess will judge him after a trial.

This man murdered Kezzun

and another of my men in cold blood.

You gave me your word

your people wouldn't do something like this.

Now look what has happened.

If Captain Spears did this, he had a reason.

Kezzun tried to murder their queen.

Garret is her sworn protector.

If Yobahn disciplined his man,

none of this would have happened.

Kezzun was demoted.

He should have died for that crime.

For what?

For allegedly trying to kill a human?

And there she sits, without any harm done to her.

This was not a life for a life.

He would have killed me had Zed has not stopped him.

Would have? Conspiracy is not punishable by death.

You know that, Zed.

This human murdered two of my men in cold blood!

Technically, your Lu-Qiri killed one of them.

And I did not murder Kezzun. It was a fair fight.

Impossible. Kezzun was a great warrior.

He was a mediocre warrior and he was high on colipsum.

- Ah! - Yobahn.

Captain Spears, do you deny killing Kezzun?

I killed him, but it was not murder.

Was it self defense?

He was defending the queen.

He was seeking retribution.

Garret is not a murderer.

Kezzun's life was not his to take.

Mine is not Kezzun's to take.

You are a queen.

If a man ignores your own law

for vengeance and murder, what would be your judgment?

As I thought.

No!

Captain Garret Spears,

you are sentenced in the tradition of our ancestors...

No!

To death by drowning.

May your death bring peace through justice.

I won't let you murder him!

I'm sorry, Talon, I must uphold the law.

Janzo, they're going to execute Garret.

What? I thought Gwynn would've been able to...

She tried, all right? So did Zed, but they won't listen to her.

- We have to stop it. - "We"? And how do you suppose "we" do that?

You and I against dozens of Blackbloods and a bunch of Lu-Qiri?

- We don't stand a chance. - I don't know, Janzo, just...

Just think of something, all right? There has to be a way.

How do they plan on doing it?

Decapitation? Hanging?

The traditional Blackblood execution.

- Drowning. - Drow... why would they do it that way?

Because Blackbloods are terrified of drowning.

Think of something, Janzo.

Right. Come on.

There's too many. We wouldn't have a chance.

The price for rebellion is death.

Captain Spears has made his choice,

and now he will die for it.

Without justice, there can be no peace.

This isn't peace! This is tyranny!

The trial is over and the sentence is death.

Proceed.

Wait!

Wait!

The least you can do is to allow Talon to say a proper good-bye.

This man saved her life more than once.

He means a lot to her.

I will allow it.

- What was that? - Shh.

Good-bye, Garret.

Proceed.

That's enough. He's dead.

A life for a life.

Justice is satisfied.

This human is dead.

Step aside, come on. Respect for the dead.

This man deserves a proper burial.

- We will take it from here. - My condolences.

I understand he was close to you.

Garret Spears was a hero

to all the Outpost.

Perhaps in time you will forgive me.

I did what I thought was just.

Surely you understand why it had to be done.

You're monsters, all of you.

Garret Spears was a hero, but how quickly you all forget how he saved us all,

especially you and your Lu-Qiri

when you were about to die in battle.

Shame on you!

And you, Zed, you had me fooled back there.

Thought you were a good man.

But I couldn't have been more wrong.

- Do you think it worked? - Don't know.

But we don't have much time.

What happened?

Talon passed you a sleeping death elixir when she kissed you.

It slows down the heart rate to almost nothing

until you take the antidote.

Unless you wait too long, of course.

Any longer, you'd have been actually dead.

- Oh. - Open.

Janzo, you're a genius.

Uh, what about me?

- Open. Ah. - Yeah.

Eyes. Hmm.

Why'd you kill the Blackfist?

Because he tried to kill Gwynn.

- Yeah, but he didn't. - Ahh!

You knew what would happen if you did that.

You knew the consequences.

- You're just trying to kill yourself. - What? No.

Clearly Sana and The Three just messed him up so badly

that he's become suicidal.

What other explanation do you have for your stupid behavior?

Well, to be honest, I hadn't really thought it all through that...

Obviously not.

- Please stop hitting me. - I'm so angry at you.

- Huh. - Don't do that again.

All right, but if you kiss me as well,

then it is tempting.

All right, so what now?

Well, everyone already thinks he's dead anyway,

- so just open... there we go. - Ah!

He'll have to just wait down here and recover in hiding.

If he shows his face, then they'll probably just want to kill him again.

Probably even want to just chop off your head.

But guess what. I don't have any elixirs for that.

No, no, please, no more hitting. I... I can't...

Hey, how come he gets two kisses?

'Cause she's not in love with you, stupid.

Let's go!

- Why did she kiss me? - Come on, you nosy warthog, let's go.

- Maybe if we wait, we can get another chance. - Let's go!

Mm.

I think my ribs are trying to punish me.

Broken ribs will tend to do that.

Ah!

That's what you get for being so reckless.

You used to tell me the opposite,

that I was too cautious and too proper.

Yeah, well, things were different then.

How?

I saw you die, Garret.

And I never want to see that again, you understand me?

Talon, that bastard tried to kill our queen.

If given the chance, he would have tried again.

It filled me with rage. I couldn't stop myse...

Yeah, and I wanted to kill him, too,

but killing just leads to more killing.

The old Garret knew that.

I'm not the old Garret anymore.

Ever since The Three messed with my brain, I've been so...

And you need to let that go.

I know. It won't happen again.

Stay here.

Stay quiet.

And rest up.

I'll be back.

Where are you going?

Can't let Gwynn believe you're dead.

Oh, sweet gods. That's the best news I've heard in a long time.

- No one can know. - Of course. How is he?

He's weak from the beatings and the poison, but he'll mend.

I'm just worried his anger will drive him to do something stupid again.

Hmm. Sounds like someone else I know.

- Hey. - You know, I feel so useless.

I'm cut off from everyone.

Hasn't Yavalla given you more freedom?

No. I don't think she ever will.

She hasn't won you over with the promises of peace and love?

Mm. Call me crazy, but nothing that's ever

walked out of the Plane of Ashes

has made my life easier thus far.

Look, I really hope it's different this time.

And so do I.

You must find out what she's up to.

I told you to stay out of here.

My ale is downstairs.

My thirsty patrons are upstairs.

Seems that Blackbloods have twice the tolerance of human drinkers.

- Just hurry up. - You know, you've, uh, been floundering around

with that box for a few days now.

- I might be able to help. - No.

Why? What are you scared of? That I'm smarter than you?

- Mm? - Question.

Was this box designed to keep the wrong person out

or was it designed to let the right person in?

It was designed to let my mother the high priestess in.

Now give it back.

It's pretty evil-looking, isn't it?

I mean, look at all these skulls.

That's a cultural bias.

You call our Lu-Qiri demons

like they're some kind of monster

out of a human fairy tale.

- Give it to me. - No!

- No! Get off! - Give it to me.

Wren, do you know what represents danger in almost every culture?

- Mm. Fine. - Skulls.

Then it was designed to keep the wrong person out.

My mother is not the wrong person.

If you say so.

What if it was designed to keep everyone out?

What if it was designed

to protect us and the whole world

from whatever is inside that box?

Yavalla.

Can I talk to you?

Of course.

Wait here.

So, Talon, what can I do for you?

You can tell me what you're really doing here.

I believe I've told you everything.

I don't believe you have. You're holding something back.

I admire your candor, disrespectful as it may be.

You have to earn my respect to get it.

Then I hope I will.

My dear, you are so much like your father.

- I never knew my father. - I did.

You have the same stubborn fighting spirit.

How could you know my father?

You were banished to the Plane of Ashes

before he was even born.

I knew him in the Plane of Ashes.

- I don't believe you. - His name was Sai-vek.

- Sai-vek Redwan. - So you have a name.

- It proves nothing. - What do you know of your father?

Not much. He was gone before I can remember.

My mother said he died saving us.

Your mother opened the portal and sent him through.

Why would she do that?

He would never say.

He lived apart from us,

rarely let us get close to him.

I tried talking to him occasionally.

He was difficult.

Headstrong.

A loner. Sound familiar?

Is he still there?

No. He passed away a little while ago.

How'd he die?

Talon, the Plane of Ashes is a brutal place.

I'm sorry.

I have done all that Yavalla asked.

She's given my people more freedom,

so why has that courtesy not been extended to me?

And allow you among your people? Why?

So you can hatch some new revolution?

Because I'm lonely, Zed.

Is that something you can understand?

Maybe more than most.

If our roles were reversed,

would you let me meet with my soldiers?

Not really relevant. I would have taken your head.

I'm sure that's true. So does that answer your question?

Will you at least give me the dignity of having my handmaid back?

It would be someone to talk to.

Or is a handmaid too big a threat for you?

Fine. You can meet with your handmaiden.

But only once a day.

Progress, daughter?

Mother, I didn't know you were coming.

It has been several days.

I had expected a breakthrough by now.

I know. I know.

And I've been researching, analyzing, and experimenting.

Three holes, three symbols.

This one was lichen spore. Easy enough.

This one was abracite crystal. Fine.

And this one? Black oak? I don't know.

I've tried everything. I can't seem to figure out what's going on...

Stop. Just breathe.

It will come to you.

Everything is riding on this.

I need what is in that box.

The Outpost, it is like dry grass waiting for a spark.

There is so much tension between ourselves and the humans.

I know, Mother, and I'm almost there.

It's something simple, I know it. I'm...

- I'm just stuck right now. - Then get unstuck.

Unlocking that box is the way to unlock peace in this world.

All of us are counting on you.

- I understand. - I hope so.

Because if you fail, this world will surely explode

into war and death.

What?

So, um, if you open that black box of yours,

then the Blackfist will finally leave us alone?

- That's the plan. - Then let me help you.

- I don't need your help. - Seems like time isn't exactly on your side.

Ah, you were eavesdropping.

Might have overheard a thing or two.

Yavalla said that your failure would result in death and war in this world.

Besides, I'm no stranger to a demanding mother.

Do you know what? Actually, one time my mother got bitten by a Plagueling.

Do you know what I had to do? I had to develop a cure

for the whole Plagueling epidemic before her body turned to colipsum.

Do I look like I care?

The point is that I saved her life,

not that she ever thanked me.

She always just expected me

to know everything and perform miracles.

- Sounds like my mother. - I'm trying to relate.

- Where is your mother? - She was killed.

In the act of saving my life.

I'm sorry.

- So what haven't you tried? - Shouldn't we start with what I have tried?

No point rehashing what you have tried

because clearly it hasn't worked, has it?

Well, if I knew all the things that I haven't tried,

I would have already tried them, obviously.

The lichen spore was a cinch, the abracite was obvious, but then this...

Really? I would have never decoded the mark for abracite.

- It was brilliant. Well done. - Yes, it was brilliant. Thank you.

But this one, you see, the mouth hole is just the symbol for "tree."

It looks like black oak. But there is no leaf, bark, or wood extract

- that reacts with lichen spore and abracite. - Have you tried thornberry?

- Yes. Mm-hmm. - Hmm, oak pulp?

Gnarled ash? Oh, spruce bark?

Yes, all of that and dozens more.

- Why is it upside down? - What?

Come. This, this is the Yindrian sigil for tree,

but it's upside down in relation to the other symbols.

So it's a upside down tree. What difference does it make?

Hmm.

Maybe it's not a tree. What if it's...

- Roots! - But which root essence would react...

Hemlock root. Hemlock root plus abracite makes ravensbane.

Which reacts with lichen spore to make...

- Infernal acid! - Boom!

Well, not really boom, right? We don't want boom.

We have to be very, very careful.

Hemlock root.

Don't get carried away.

I've had false breakthroughs before.

- It'll work. - Right.

So, lichen spore in the right eye,

abracite in the left, hemlock root in the mouth hole.

All at once. Don't screw this up, human.

On three. One, two, three.

Not too much abracite.

Hmm.

It worked!

- But what is it? - I don't know.

Don't get too close. It might be dangerous.

What is it?

It's a map! It's a map!

Clearly marking the location of the entrance.

This is it, Mother, and it's right here in the Outpost.

Well, the city's completely different, of course,

and none of the buildings are the same.

I just need to coordinate the landmarks somehow.

May I ask, where does this map lead to?

- Who is that? - Well, he helped me unlock the box.

You alone were entrusted to this.

Mother, without Janzo's help, I may never have opened it.

I had thought my daughter smart enough to solve this riddle herself.

- I suppose I owe you thanks. - I only just helped.

It was actually your daughter's genius that solved it.

Well, whoever is responsible,

at least the pathway is now clear.

Well, it's not exactly a path and it's anything but clear.

Opening this box is most likely the easiest part of the whole conundrum.

We survived in the Plane of Ashes for centuries.

Everything is easy compared to that.

All I'm saying is that whoever designed that map

went to great lengths to make it difficult.

Painfully, extraordinarily difficult.

Jonesy-o, that is your name, yes?

- Mm. - Jonesy-o, we thank you.

You may leave us now without another word.

It's actually Janz...

Jonesy-o is just fine.

The only thing that matters now

is finding the lost kinj with all haste.

Zed, maintain the peace a little while longer.

We shall all soon be rewarded in paradise.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

Garret, do you remember your mother?

Not really.

I think I was about four years old when she died.

Most of the images of her that I still have in my mind,

they're, uh... they're vague.

Same as my father.

Yavalla said she knew him in the Plane of Ashes.

- Really? - Yeah.

Said my mother sent him through the portal.

Why would she do that?

Don't know.

Yavalla doesn't know either.

Maybe she's lying.

I don't think so.

Why would you trust her?

Well, I don't trust her.

But why would she lie about knowing my father?

To manipulate you.

To get you to open the portal and go see him.

That's not it.

She told me he's dead.

Well, maybe she's just trying to get you to drop your guard.

Maybe.

But whatever it is, I'm going to find out.

Warlita, I'm so glad Zed allowed you to come.

As am I, Majesty.

Let me do that.

I've come accustomed to doing these things for myself.

Now you have me back.

I didn't ask you here to brush my hair, Warlita.

I need your services in another capacity.

Yes, ma'am. Anything.

I had tremendous distrust that Yavalla and Zed will ever free us.

They scare me, Your Majesty.

Me, too. I need to speak with Lord Tobin to devise a strategy.

- I could take a message. - It needs to be more of a conversation.

I must speak with him in person.

And how can I help?

All right.

Warlita?

Do you have word from Gwynn?

Better than word.

Gentlemen, may we have the room?

Come on.

- Gods, I missed you. - Not as much as I've missed you.

- How did you get out? - Warlita took my place.

Warlita is queen now? Excellent.

You must go to Aegisford. Raise an army.

Lay siege at the Outpost until Yavalla and Zed...

- I thought you... - ...free us and our people.

I thought you wanted to see me purely for romantic reasons.

I do.

Look, I love you, Tobin,

but I must send you away.

You're the only one that can save us now.

There are demons on every wall. Blackbloods at every egress.

Not every. There's a secret route through the mines,

a smuggler's route.

How do I find it?

Take Munt. He knows the way.

Munt? Are you sure?

'Cause it seems like Yavalla is planning to set us free anyway.

I don't trust her. Do you?

- I don't trust any Blackblood. - Except Talon.

I don't trust her, either.

The way she aligned herself with the Blackbloods?

Things aren't always as they appear.

You must go.

Can I wait until after midnight, maybe?

I mean, there's a lot fewer guards then.

Okay, after midnight.

Good.

In the meantime...

What are you doing? Get out. We're closed.

That's fine.

I'm here for Munt.

I'm Munt.

Where are you going in such a hurry, servant girl?

Servant girl!

I serve the queen.

Queen of what? Her bedroom?

Why don't you try serving the real ruler of this Outpost?

Unhand me.

You're not supposed to be

out of your room, Queenie.

Come on.

Leave her alone!

What are you going to do, an old unarmed man?

I've sworn to protect my queen with my bare hands if it comes to that.

- Now let her go. - Better run along.

- Not until you release her. - I'll give you one chance.

I'll give you one chance.

Whoa, she's safe. That's all I wanted. Now let's part ways.

- No! - Murderer!

Everyone saw this.

This old man assaulted me.

My queen, it's... It's been an honor.

No, stop!

He must die for his actions, Your Majesty!

Not like this. Take him into custody!

Take him away!

Is this the peace you promised?

An unarmed man was murdered defending the queen's honor.

Calkussar was our friend and our brother,

and we will have vengeance!

- Your Majesty, this incident... - He murdered him.

This animal murdered Captain Calkussar for defending my honor,

and for that, we demand the same justice

that was dealt to Captain Spears.

Is that true, Yobahn?

It is agreed.

The same justice shall be carried out.

Take him away.

No! No!

No!

Any last words?

Blackbloods don't kill Blackbloods.

You killed yourself with your own actions, Yobahn.

Wait! Wait! This is wrong!

Wait! Wait!

Let it be known the law applies equally

to Blackbloods and humans alike.

May the gods overlook his crimes

and accept this warrior

as he crosses to the other shore.

It's done.

I hope this convinces Your Majesty my intentions are just.

There will be peace, no matter the cost.

Don't know if I should be doing this.

I don't need no trouble.

Oh, you'll be a hero, Munt. You'll be saving your queen.

- I will? - Yeah.

So these mines, they, uh... They get us out how, exactly?

They lead to the pipes, which leads to the dam wall.

Dam wall?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- This is the only way? - Yeah.

Beautiful, isn't she?

I think I might just be a little bit afraid of heights.

Ah, it's not so bad.

Now you just...

You just hold onto this chain...

...and you walk that ledge.

Don't worry.

Been used for years by Mum's smugglers.

Smuggled all sorts of things, even Gwynn herself.

Right. You go first.

Me? No. No, I'm not going.

Munt, I need your help.

You've proven yourself a warrior now,

not a barmaid.

I like the sound of that.

- Munt the Warrior. - Sure.

Whatever you want to call yourself, Munt.

Munt the Magnificent, do-er of mighty deeds!

You've got this.

- Munt, the man who... - Go, Munt!

Right, right, yeah.

Okay, there we go.

All right, do you like that better

or do you like Munt the Magnificent?

Sure. Whatever.

See, everything on this map is different except from...

Except from the mountains and the dam wall,

which is the oldest remaining structure on the Outpost.

Yeah, but even just that is enough to triangulate.

- Wren? - What?

Wren?

Is it even possible that this is the same well?

I mean, how old is this map?

My mother said the box was handed down

between Blackbloods for the past seven centuries.

Well, nothing's that old around here

except, uh, that.

If that old wall is this wall...

And we're here,

then we just have to follow the wall.

Let's go!

Come on!

- What are we doing? - It's just, uh...

Wait. You know the way, right?

Yeah, I know the way.

- To where? - To Aegisford, Munt.

We're going to Aegisford. Rosmund said you knew the way.

No, no, no. I know the way out of the Outpost.

- So we're lost? - Don't worry.

I've been to Aegisford, just, uh, not from here.

But either way, I've always known which way to go.

- And how is that? - Always downhill.

Munt, this mission's too important to be left to chance.

There's no time to be wandering in the woods.

We're going to raise an army to fight the Outpost, right?

But what if I don't want another war?

Sometimes war is the only option, Munt.

The war hasn't started,

and we still have the option of not starting it.

The Blackbloods have already started it.

After the big battle, they sent me out to help bury the bodies.

A lot of bodies. More than I can even count.

I'm in no hurry to do that again.

Maybe we'll get an army there and it will scare

the Blackbloods into making peace.

- How does that sound? - Sounds tricky.

Munt, Rosmund has sent me on a mission to get an army,

and that's what I'm going to do, okay?

She's a smart woman. She's not going to do anything

that's gonna get people killed unless she has to.

- She is a smart queen. - She's amazing,

and I'll do anything for her, even if it kills me.

Yeah. Ah-ha! There it is.

The road to Aegisford.

- Right about here. - This can't be right.

This is the Smith's place.

The man who knew all about our prophecies and histories?

Wily old bastard.

He must have known. He had to.

It should be right beneath us.

Janzo?

- What is she doing here? - He is good!

So bloody genius. Come on!

Oh, amazing.

How didn't I know this was there?

Why would you know to dig under two feet of sand in a blacksmith's pit?

More symbols. More Yindrian symbols.

Don't! Aah!

Do one of you want to explain to me what this is?

This is what we've been searching for, cousin.

This is what will free us all.