The Outpost

Previously on The Outpost...

I am Yavalla, prophetess of the Blackbloods.

What does your kinj do?

- We must show them the power of the United! - CROWD CLAMOURS

- She can control it. - CROWD ROARS

There's a black kinj. Maybe the only weapon that will kill Yavalla.

- And where is it? - My father.

The terakinj.

Kill Yavalla in a suicide attack. That's your plan?

Something like that.

HE GROANS

- Gwynn, you'll die! - THEY SCREAM

They see you as their new leader.

They released the gods.

CROWD SOBS

You all knew her as Queen Rosmund

but I never called her that.

To me, she never stopped being Gwynn...

who risked her life for an outcast that had nothing to offer her.

She was the best Octor player I ever sat across from.

And she was my best friend.

And we should all be...

And we should...

Rosmund was not just our Queen.

She sacrificed everything to save the Realm from tyranny.

She died for the Realm.

Without Rosmund, who will stand up for those who suffer?

For those who are oppressed?

Who will treat every subject of the Realm with dignity and fairness?

Who will unite humans and Blackbloods under one banner...

and usher in a new era of peace and prosperity?

I'm not a queen.

Talon.

CROWD MUTTERS

Talon!

- I can't lead these people, Garret. - They've chosen you, Talon.

They need someone to follow. They've lost their queen.

Don't.

I loved her too, you know.

Which is why we both need to do what she would want us to do.

That's exactly the problem.

I have no idea what she would want us to do.

I don't have her education, her compassion...

I don't know about matters of money, of law and order, I...

You would learn. You would learn.

And you'll have advisors. I'll help whenever possible, but...

the people need a leader, Talon.

And like it or not, they want that person to be you.

They want the wrong person.

Tobin...

SHE SOBS You're so cold.

Falista of Relman.

Who are you?

Someone who can help you.

I'm the one who resurrected your husband from death the first time.

Leave us.

And you can bring him back to life like you did before?

I can...

but everything has a price.

I have money.

Riches.

I'll give you everything.

It will require the lives of 20 men.

Twenty men?

Lord Tobin has been dead for some time.

It requires a greater sacrifice.

Surely you have 20 men who would lay down their lives for him?

Please...

There must be another way.

Everything has a cost, my dear.

Tobin would never agree to such a thing.

Perhaps.

But he is in no position to decide.

It must be your decision.

I can't.

I can't do it.

You don't have what it takes to be one of us.

One of you?

You have the red kinj

but clearly you don't comprehend what that means yet.

Where's Talon?

She shouldn't be alone right now.

Try telling her that.

You can't force Talon to lead the people, Garret.

Not if she doesn't want to.

You know, you people aren't the only ones who have lost someone dear to them.

Falista, of course. We know that.

Tobin was important to all of us.

Which is why I'm confused that you still haven't arranged his rites to be performed.

We'll have his funeral as soon as possible.

Aegisford customs weren't appropriate to do at the same time as Gwynn's memorial.

And as for Talon

she was right to refuse the crown.

Well, someone has to rule

or the Realm will collapse into chaos with humans and Blackbloods

fighting each other for power.

Not to mention all the factions in each.

Perhaps.

But to wear the crown requires a royal bloodline.

And the last living royal is gone.

Actually...

that's not true.

I am a royal.

Maybe not so directly as Rosmund

but I most certainly have royal blood in my veins.

And now with Rosmund lost to us all

may the gods be with her

I'm the rightful heir to the throne.

I'll have to cross-reference this

with my copy of the archival almanac records.

You know, I don't really want this horrible job without Tobin by my side.

But do verify my claims, brewer.

Like you said, someone has to do it

and I'm not one to shirk when duty calls.

Oh, and send my regards to Talon.

Do let her know how much I respect her integrity.

I have to get started on this.

COYOTES CRY

KNOCK ON DOOR

KNOCK ON DOOR

Why bother knocking if you're just gonna barge in anyway?

- Are you alright? - I'm fine.

What's so urgent?

Falista claims she has royal blood.

Does she?

Janzo's looking into it.

But if it's true, she's the rightful heir according to law.

Then you'll have a new queen to serve.

Well, personally, I think she'd be a terrible queen

and she's not even sure she wants the job

but if she has royal blood, the crown is hers to choose.

Unless perhaps you wish to claim it first.

- Get the people behind you... - No, Garret.

Falista will be a better queen than I ever could.

- Oh, I don't agree. - Well, I won't do it.

So the best thing you can do is help Falista make it work.

I see you, Tera.

I hear you, Vorta.

Are we the only ones returned?

For now.

But do not fear, my friend.

We will find the others

and we will all rise again.

FOXES CRY

Nobody here except me.

That's good, because we need to talk.

Oh! Saying "we need to talk" is literally the worst way to start a conversation, Zed.

And what if I started it by saying now that Yavalla's dead

you're the new High Priestess?

Wow, that is so much worse.

No, I'm not.

Blackbloods need a wise leader.

Someone they can trust. Someone to guide them.

- Fine. You do it. - Huh.

I'm just a warrior.

I can't offer spiritual guidance or interpret dreams

or do any of the things your mother used to do.

We need a new High Priestess.

I don't know anything about any of that.

Right? The rituals of law, the religion of it all.

I'm a woman of science, Zed. I'm not a mystic.

You're the daughter of the last High Priestess. It's in your blood.

They're already talking about it.

They're just waiting for you to declare yourself.

Well, they'll be waiting a long time, because it's not going to happen.

I'm sorry, Wren, but like it or not, it is going to happen.

You don't have a choice.

It's in your blood.

I found some old records.

- What did I miss? - Chemek.

Didn't realise he had quads.

So he thought he was bluffing, which was obvious

so I lost the hand

because Chemek is an idiot.

Or maybe you're just losing your touch.

Bet against me and find out.

One.

Two.

How about we make this a little bit more interesting?

Last time you wanted to make it interesting, you ended up licking Munt's boot.

That's right, you did. It was...

You... Yeah, you did.

So tell me, Zed, how interesting do you want to make it?

Well, if I win

then you have to bring back all the remaining Blackbloods

through the portal.

No, Talon, don't...

If I win?

If you win, you can ask anything of me that's within my power to give.

Now, or in the future.

Seems like something you're going to regret.

Talon, don't.

Double Octor.

Sorry, Talon, but it's time to bring the Blackbloods back through.

Mm...

Triple Octor.

Looks like I'll bring them through when I'm good and ready.

Can't blame me for trying.

Now, the only question is...

what do I want from you?