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THE SMITH:
Previously on The Outpost...

I'm offering you my friendship.

Been on my own such a long time,
it's hard for me to trust people.

King's guard taking orders
from his daughter.

She must have secrets about him.

It was a governess
who looked after wee Gwynn.

I wasn't even permitted
to clean Gwynn's bedroom.

Gather the Bones.
Ride at once for Gallwood Outpost.

I'm going after the demon today.

Have you rid yourself
of every shadow of doubt and fear?

The demon hates you and wants to kill you.

You can't kill anymore. I won't let you.

LU-QIRI ROARS

LU-QIRI ROARS
- SHE GASPS

SHE GRUNTS

LU-QIRI GROWLS

MAN GRUNTS

Let him go!

Please... it's me you want.

Just stop killing people!

LU-QIRI ROARS

IN BLACKBLOOD:

MAN GROANS

MAN CRIES
- No!

LU-QIRI GROWLS
- MAN YELLS

BLADE CLATTERS

HORN BLOWS

BELL TOLLS

Soldiers make too much ado
about the death of one of their own.

Serves our purpose well today,
though, huh?

If I knew what I was looking for,
I'd go straight to it, wouldn't I?

The old lady said
she wasn't allowed in 'ere.

There must be somethin'.

Knock it off.
They're gonna be back anytime now.

We're looking for documents, letters,
personal effects.

Come on, get your head down!

GARRET:
We stand at the threshold...

and bid farewell to our departed comrade

who goes before us to the other shore.

May the gods of his ancestors,
the Three and the Ten

by breath of wind and tongue of fire...

HORN BLOWS

That's the tribute.

They'll be back before long.

CEREMONIAL MUSIC PLAYS

Dan no, I could kiss you.

Come on, open it.
Let's see what's in there.

Get out the way.

MUSIC STOPS

Music's stopped.

We don't have much time left.

I mean, it could be something, but...
it's gonna take hours.

What's that?

Let's go.

DOOR OPENS
- LILLY: Marshal Wythers!

Why are you in here?

I can assure you
this is all perfectly I awful.

Master Calkussar
will hear of this at once.

In a moment, the men will return.

We can sit down with the Commander
and discuss this.

No need to panic.

You must remember, we're the good guys.

LILLY SCREAMS

MUFFLED SCREAM
- Shh! Shh, be quiet!

LILLY SCREAMS

NECK CRACKS
- SILENCE

It was an accident.

Talon?

Talon, you... Oh, I'm sorry.
You're not dressed.

Gods, not again...

Hey, Janzo.

You'll have to look at me
if you're going to dress my wound.

I don't want to make you
feel uncomfortable.

I don't feel uncomfortable.

Look, I give you my permission.

I need some of that grey powder

the stuff you used last time.

Mill seed pounce.

First, we need to stop the bleeding

and then we'll clean it up properly, OK?

Please, lie down.

TALON:
Whatever's quickest.

I need to get my strength back.
- Why?

So you can go after
whoever did this to you?

TALON:
Something like that.

TALON SIGHS

SHE GROANS AND WINCES

Who did do this to you, hm?
Cos it wasn't a blade.

What did he stab you with?
- Does it matter?

Talon, this is very important, and I'm going
to be informing the Watch immediately.

It's wrong!

Whoever he is, he won't get away with this--
- "It".

What?
- You mean whatever "it" is.

OK, thank you very much.

You are delirious,
and you should not be drinking.

I can't let it kill anyone else.

You keep saying "it".

What kind of "it"?

Doesn't matter.

Just fix me up.

I understand if you don't want
to open up to me

but just take some advice,
from one loner to another.

Get some help.

It would kill you.

What? You think I meant me?

Gods, no, I'd be awful in a fight. No.

You need someone
who can really help you

someone like Garret...

Help from someone like Garret.

He's a master swordsman.

It'd kill all of you.

I have to do this on my own.

MISTRESS:
Boy, get up here now!

I'll be right there.

Do you think she saw me?

I doubt it. Her eyesight's terrible.

She can't even tell the difference
between a pig and a dog.

THEY LAUGH

SHE WINCES

Now get some sleep.

And I'll be back as quick as I can.

What can I do for you, Mum?

I'm proud of you, boy.

Thank you.

For what?

I'm not blind.

I saw you had a hussy down there.

Oh, no, that's...
that's not what it looked like.

What was it then?

You got me.

It was me and... Me and the cleaning girl.

Yeah, you... you interrupted us
in our throes of passion.

You didn't even knock on the door,
did you, eh?

SHE LAUGHS
Well, glory be!

What do you want?

I want to send a letter
to the Worm's supplier.

And I need you to write it.

On that.

Yes.

What would you like me to say?
- Mm-mm...

"Worm is dead. You deal with us now."

OK.
- Mm. No.

No, no, no. Hold on. Hold on.
That's too aggressive.

Um, how about...

"Dearest colipsum supplier

due to the early and untimely demise
of our"--

It's not a formal letter, Mother,
it's a dispatch. Keep it short.

Damn it, Janzo, you write it then.

"Worm is dead.

We have gold..."

Mm-hm.

"We want colipsum.

When and where... do we exchange?"

Mm-hm.

Sure, that works.

This doesn't sit right well with me, Mum

because we don't even know
who's on the other end of it.

It... it's risky.

By whose measure, Janzo?

Day and night,
strangers come in under this roof.

They drink your ale,
they eat my food

they sleep in the beds.

People we don't know.
That's all we do here.

Mum... look around us.

We've got everything we wanted.

We have a good life.
- Aye, good life...

feeding swill to the pigs.

Do you think I want this to be
my life's achievement?

My whole life's work?

No!

You listen to me.

I've seen hands shake for a drink,
but a man...

A man will sell his kids
for a pinch of that green powder.

That's power.

That's what I want.

So send the letter.

OK. Yes.

Good boy.

Oh, good. Marshal Wythers.

My handmaid seems to have gone missing
and I need you to investigate.

No need, my Lady. I know where she is.

Well?

WYTHERS: Before I answer,
may I suggest you dismiss Garret?

I have some sensitive details to discuss.

Whatever you have say
to my daughter and me

you can say to your son.

Interesting.

So be it.

This morning I confronted Lilly

with questions regarding
your true heritage, my Lady.

Or should I say, Your Majesty.

What is the meaning of this?

Why did your wife take her own life,
Commander?

Where's Lilly?

She was paid handsomely
for her interview and fled

for fear of your wrath, no doubt.

I don't believe you.

What have you done with her?

She's gone where you can't reach her.

What is your claim, Wythers?

After you betrayed the King

the palace was overthrown

the Royal Family were executed
by the Prime Order

the King, Queen, Prince Alton,
and little Princess Rosmund.

While I appreciate the history lesson,
I fail to see the relevance.

Princess Rosmund had a little playmate
whose name was Gwynn

the daughter of you,
Cornelius Calkussar.

In order to preserve the royal lineage

Gwynn was beheaded
in place of Rosmund.

Why would I sacrifice my only daughter
for something like that?

Because the King commanded it.

And you were his most loyal minister,
his personal guard.

Preposterous!

Preposterous to sacrifice a young girl
for the sake of the future queen

someone who someday
could reclaim the throne?

You'd kill your own father
to protect their secret?

Try me.

Your wife hung herself
because she couldn't bear to live

because you sacrificed her only child.

The only person I would have
no qualms sacrificing

would be a treasonous gate marshal.

I've written two dispatches
to be delivered to the Prime Order

in the event of my untimely death.

Which means they haven't
been delivered already.

That tells me you want something
for your silence.

Your Majesty is wise beyond her years--
- Get to the point.

I simply seek justice.

Give up Talon, your friend.

She's to be executed
and her body delivered to the Prime Order.

Of all the things, why that?

Why is her death so important to you?

Because this is our only chance to protect
the Outpost from the Prime Order!

My Outpost!

They will surely take control.

And in that event...

you stand to lose more than I do.

A true leader must sometimes sacrifice one
for the good of many.

WYTHERS:
Listen to your father.

He of all people should understand.

Don't you dare try and dignify blackmail.

He calls me "Majesty"
and extorts me in the same breath.

If... if I agree

Garret will accompany you immediately

to destroy the dispatches
you have prepared.

After which,
he'd put his sword through my heart

something he's longed to do for years. No.

The letters stay where they are.

So you can make more demands
once Talon is dead?

WYTHERS:
I just wanna do my job.

Grant me that...

and your secret is safe.

So be it.

To satisfy the law...

Talon will be executed.

Immediately?

Immediately.

Shh.

I've killed men for less.

Watchmen are coming.

The Mistress told them you're down here.

She did see me.

Wythers gave the order
to have you killed on sight.

But Gwynn--
- No. Things have changed, alright?

Gwynn can't protect you anymore.
- Why?

My father, he...
Look, there's a lot to explain.

I need you to go now!

ARROW WHISTLES

SOLDIER:
There she is!

I wish I could say I was surprised
to see you, son.

You can put those down.

I'll go peacefully.

I'll leave the Outpost,
and I won't come back, I swear it.

You had your chance to get out.

And instead, there's another body
under your window.

Put these on her,
or she dies here and now.

You're making a mistake.

I might have said the same thing to you.

HANDCUFFS CLICK

PIGEON COOS

BELL TOLLS

WYTHERS:
Hold up.

Stay there. Get over there.

Be quiet.

Hello, Cedric. It's been a long time.

You're not welcome, Shek.

I decide who comes through that gate.

You and your band of thugs can bugger off.

You don't wanna cross me today.
- WYTHERS: Oh?

And why is today any different?

Cos today, me and my, uh...

How did you put it?

"Band of thugs".

Me and my esteemed companions...

are here as honorary ambassadors
of the Prime Order.

Strictly Covenant business.

And what business is so despicable
that it requires your twisted skills?

Do you know who killed Toru Magmoor?

Yeah, I have a few leads.

And how about that strange message
you sent Ever it Dred?

"One remains."

WYTHERS:
What of it?

I'll make this easy on you.

I'll be gone from your precious Outpost

the moment you hand me a body
that has dark, pointed ears

and black blood in its vein.

HE LAUGHS

WYTHERS:
Pointed ears?

Black blood?

I'd say you were joking but I know
you're a humourless guttersnipe.

"Tell Dred one remains." You sent that.
- WYTHERS: Aye.

Those were Toru Magmoor's last words,
written in his own red blood.

There's no mention
of black blood or pointed ears.

I want Toru's killer dead.
- WYTHERS: As do I.

And when that happens

the Prime Order will be
the first to hear about it.

You've lost your touch, Wythers.

You know, there was a time you'd have
your man within hours, not days.

None of us are what we used to be.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I have a job to do.

Why? Why didn't you just hand her over?

I don't serve the Prime Order
any more than you do.

TALON GASPS

Why are you doing this?

Protect me from Shek
so you can murder me yourself?

You should be thanking me.

My way, it's quick and done.

Their way, they might torture you for years
before Dred lets you die.

You'd be begging for your own death.

Well, just let me kill him.

Then you can have your way.

Interesting.

What's Shek to you?

He and his men killed my family.

It's temptin'...

Shek dead, you dead...

But it leaves so many loose ends.

I mean, Dred sent Magmoor to the Outpost
and he gets killed.

Then he sends Shek to the Outpost
and he's killed, too? Nah.

Suddenly Dred and his Covenant agents
are snooping all over the gaff.

It'd be a right bloody mess.

Or...

I turn over your dead body to Shek

and say, "Look. I found your Black blood.

She's the one who killed Toru Magmoor."

How many questions are left
unanswered then? None.

They killed my family, my whole village!

What's done is done.

HE SIGHS
Dan no.

Let me loose, you murderous bastard!

Dan no, finish it.

TALON PANTS

LU-QIRI ROARS

TALON LAUGHS

WYTHERS CHOKES
- LU-QIRI GROWLS

TALON IN BLACKBLOOD:

HE GRUNTS

TALON:
Better cut me loose.

LU-QIRI GROWLS

Whoa!
- Stay back.

LU-QIRI GROWLS

LU-QIRI ROARS

What the hell was that?

What the hell are you?
- Garret...

GARRET:
All those murders...

was that you?
You and-and... and that thing?

I can't control it.

If I could,
I would never let it hurt those people.

But it just now obeyed you.

I've been I earning.

It's the first time it's done that.

I think because I spoke
in my ancestral language.

So what now?

I need a minute.

HE GRUNTS

The black blood.
Is that why you can control it?

Something like that.

That's why the Prime Order
want you so badly.

You have to let me go.
- Why should I?

Because I'm the only one who has
any chance to rid us of this thing.

"One remains."

Is that you...

or the demon?

It's me.

I'm the one.

There's many more Lu-Qiri...

or what you call demons.

Oh, good. That's a relief.

I want you to fix this.

All of it.

Make it go away.

I want my Outpost back the way it was
before you set foot 'ere.

Then you leave this place...

for the sake of all of us.

Are we clear?

Yes.

I need to banish the demon.

Today.

You're still alive.

Barely.

I chased it into the sewers.

Did it obey you?

Only after I fought it. And lost.

Instead of just finishing me off,
it just left me there.

It knows. It knows you're the only hope
for its kindred.

Well, that explains why it just saved me
from my execution.

Next time, it may try to bend you to its will

torture you into opening the way
for more of its kind.

I never will.

It believes you will.
- But I won't.

I'll send it back,
and I'll never open that door again.

Just tell me how.

I told you,
without a shadow of doubt or fear.

But I was afraid.

I was about to die when it listened to me.
How is that without fear?

Maybe...

you thought you were going to die,
so you had nothing to lose.

You were past the point of fear.

Kind of splitting hairs, aren't you?

Now you must command it
back through the portal.

Yeah. That's the bit you didn't explain.

The portal.

I have no idea how to open the portal.

Neither do I.

What do you mean?

Your ancestors lived in fear
that the power would be used for destruction

so they took great pains to hide
any information

about that particular piece of the puzzle.

There must be something
you can tell me about it.

Only this.

All Blackbloods have the power
to control demons

but only one at any time
can open the passageway to their world

and that power is handed down
from father to son...

from mother to daughter.

My mother...

Before she died, she touched me...

and I felt something happen.

Sounds like you already understand
more than I could ever teach you.

HE CHUCKLES

Come back when the Lu-Qiri is gone.

I have a surprise for you.

Then we can sit and discuss
the ways of your people.

What?

Why didn't you tell me...

about what you are?

Cos I'm still the same person.

You're not, though, are you?

I mean, after everything I've done
to help you

you should have told me.
- Why?

Now you know the real me, I disgust you?
- No.

Look, I don't know what to think.

Alright?
You... you control this creature

this thing that is killing people,
people I am responsible for--

I do not control it.

Did you tell Gwynn?

Yeah.

I told her that Wythers let you go.

But I didn't tell her how it happened.

Did she tell you why she turned on me?

Why suddenly she was all too happy
to let the Marshal cut off my head?

All I can tell you is that...

she didn't have much of a choice.

I get it.

She was saving her own skin.

WOMAN WHIMPERS

GARRET:
What are they doing?

Checking ears.

Those are the Bones, aren't they?

The men who killed your family.

So, first the Bones, then the creature.
That's your plan?

Shouldn't your first priority
be getting rid of that thing?

It's called a Lu-Qiri.

Fine. Shouldn't stopping the Lu-Qiri
take precedence over getting revenge?

All my life,
I have searched for those men.

I can't really explain it, it's just...

I feel as though I'll never be able
to control the Lu-Qiri

until I clear my mind of everything else...

until I can put my past behind me.

If it makes you feel any better

I'm hoping to solve both problems at once.

Well, if you ask me

I think you're being selfish
and completely suicidal.

And for what it's worth

I would at least rather
you not do the suicide part.

I knew one day you'd show up at my door.

Good to see you again, Old Wolf.

And you left us for this?

What's worth more than peace of mind?

I don't know. A good horse?

Pair of boots?

You must know why I'm here.

SMITH:
First Magmoor, now you.

Maybe we're having a reunion?

Where's the Black blood?

Black blood?

If that's what you've come to find,
you've come a long way for nothing.

Yes, it was a long ride out
to this armpit of the Realm.

Gave me a lot of time to think.

"One remains."

How is that even possible?
We killed them all.

And then I remembered...

the girl in the tomb.

My arrows never miss.

Now, that's precisely what I told myself.

Unless you aim to miss.

Now why would you do that, I wonder?

There's something about her, Shek.

It's bigger than you or me.

I tried to kill her once, but I failed,
and so will you.

That's not her destiny.

Spoken like a man who's lost his touch.

And also his mind.

Leave and be done with it, Shek.

There are forces at work here
you will never understand.

I kill whatever, whenever I please.

There's no destiny.

There's no gods.

There's only strength and weakness.

Today I'm one, and you're the other.

I will not fight you, Shek.

Kill me if you must,
but there'll be no sport in it for you.

Sport?

This is vengeance.

You should never have turned your back on me,
Old Wolf.

The Wolf died that day
in the Black blood village.

The Smith will die today

happy to have done some good in this life.

Oh?

And what good have you done?

One remains.

Not for long.

BLADE SQUELCHES

SMITH GASPS

SMITH YELPS

Before she dies...

I'm gonna enjoy telling her
what you really are.

SMITH GROANS

SMITH CHOKES

MAN SNORES

TALON:
This is for the Blackbloods.

SHE GRUNTS

HE YELLS

TALON CRIES

THEY GRUNT

Shek!

THEY GRUNT

THEY YELL

HE YELLS
- BOLT WHISTLES

This way.

INDISTINCT CHATTER
- MAN: To the right.

TIBERIAN:
Stay quiet.

DISTANT GROWL

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

NEARBY GROWL

MAN SCREAMS
- LU-QIRI ROARS

LU-QIRI ROARS

MAN SCREAMS

MAN SCREAMS

LU-QIRI ROARS

LU-QIRI SNARLS

LU-QIRI GROWLS

LU-QIRI ROARS
- TIBERIAN GRUNTS

LU-QIRI SCREECHES

LU-QIRI GROWLS

LU-QIRI SNARLS

What the gods are you?

LU-QIRI GROWLS

TALON YELLS

TIBERIAN:
So Dred was right.

You Blackbloods can control
these monsters.

I just thought he was a religious nutter.

LU-QIRI ROARS

We did some good, eradicating your kind.

SHE YELLS

What? You can't win in a fair fight?
You need your beast to do it for you?

Fair fight?

You murdered unarmed peasants and children!

I spilled a lot of black blood that night

but not as much as your friend, the Wolf.

Magmoor said that name, too.

Who is this Wolf?

HE CHUCKLES

You don't know?

It's that blacksmith you've been spending
so much time with.

No.

Yeah, his arrows killed
so many Blackbloods that night.

SHE GRUNTS

Arrows...

SHE GASPS

So really it's him you should be
seeking revenge on, wouldn't you say?

They were your men.

You were the leader.
- Was I?

If a sword kills your people,
do you find and destroy the sword?

No.

I destroy the man.

I'm just a sword

a cold piece of steel
in the hands of Ever it Dred.

If not me, he would have paid someone else.

So you see, even if you defeat me,
which you won't

you'll have destroyed nothing but a sword

while the true killer goes free.

LU-QIRI GROWLS

HE YELLS

SHE GASPS
- SWORD CLATTERS

LU-QIRI WAILS

TIBERIAN:
Your ugly friend's worried about you.

LU-QIRI ROARS

It shouldn't be.

SHE YELLS

You're good, Black blood.

Better than you.

LU-QIRI GROWLS

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