The Outpost

Mistress: Previously on "The Outpost"...

I know you'’re in there, Yavalla.

Go to hell!

- The Queen is dead. - Do it, now!

Talon!

You wouldn'’t have needed me if you hadn'’t brought the white kinj

- from the Plane of Ashes. - We didn'’t bring it from the Plane of Ashes.

I remember you from the road.

Just call me pointy-eared scum.

Your kinj doesn'’t work on me.

This will always be our Outpost!

Enjoy it whilst you can. We'’re running out of grain to make the ale.

Thank you, Janzo. All we need are a few gulps.

- Welcome home. - And to Talon and you, Garret,

for rescuing Tobin and I and getting those things out of our heads.

If you will excuse me, I must get back to finding a way

to getting those things out of other people'’s heads.

Can'’t very well just kill everyone in the Realm

and then expect Two to bring them back to life, can we? Can we?

So tell me everything that happened whilst both Tobin and I were gone.

Falista. Mr. Tobin.

What happened before you left? Ahem, Tobin.

So glad you made it back unharmed, Tobin.

I'’m sorry, who are you?

Your Majesty.

So wonderful to finally meet you.

I'’m your humble servant, Falista of Relman.

Or, well, now of Aegisford.

I'’ve heard so much about you from Lord Tobin.

My husband.

Are they done celebrating up there yet?

They'’re just having one drink, Wren. They deserve that much.

Not sure what they even have to celebrate.

It'’s not as if anyone's solved anything.

- They got the Queen back. - Mm-hmm. For now.

Right, so, uh, any progress?

None. Luring the kinj out, cutting it out, burning it out, poisoning it out.

Last night I was humming a tune to myself,

thought I saw the kinj glowing,

so I even tried singing it out.

How cruel. You killed a rat with your singing?

Not funny.

Wren, are you angry with me for something?

- No, why? - Just seemed like you are.

No, I'’m just focused on the work, that'’s all.

Are you implying that I'’m not?

- I'’m not the one who'’s up there celebrating. - Wren, they'’re my friends.

Janzo, it'’s just that if we don'’t find a way to stop this thing soon,

your friends are going off to try and kill my mother again.

- So... - Did they say that?

No. What other choice do they have unless we stop them first?

Well, then let'’s get to it, shall we?

Every riddle has an answer, doesn'’t it, eh?

This meld box, we'’ve gone over it with a fine-toothed comb, yes?

Mm-hmm. Every speck. It'’s no help.

That means we have tried every poison,

anything that is harmful or-- or deadly to us.

What if we'’ve been looking in the wrong place?

- What do you mean? - Maybe we stop looking at the poisons

and only try elements that are harmless to people.

- You mean everything? - Except poisons.

I don'’t even know where to start.

Trial and error. We can use this chart as a way to mark things off as we go.

Wren, don'’t worry.

We'’ll crack this.

Why didn'’t you tell me, Tobin? I feel like such a fool.

I was trying to save you. Like you sent me to do, remember?

No, I sent you to bring back an army, not a wife.

I couldn'’t get the army without the wife.

- Rosmund, I did this for you. - Oh, well, praise the gods, Tobin.

I'’m so bloody grateful you married someone else for me.

- Where is this army? - Yavalla stole it like everything else.

A few hundred men are still here.

That'’s more than the almost zero you had before I left.

A few hundred men? That'’s not worth losing you.

- Rosmund, I don'’t love her. I don'’t love her. - No.

Go back to your wife, Lord Tobin.

Rosmund.

As your Queen, I thank you for your sacrifice.

Rosmund, please don'’t do this.

But as the woman who loved you, you'’ve broken my heart.

- Do not do this. - Please leave.

- Rosmund? - I must deal with the remaining Covenant guards.

- Rosmund? - Please leave me.

Just get out.

What do you have to say for yourselves?

We were only following orders, Your Majesty.

"Following orders.

They imprisoned the Blackbloods

and made them kill each other for sport.

They were starving out the rest of us,

women and children included.

There'’s someone I want you to meet.

Do you know who this is?

- No. - She'’s the woman that you used to call Two.

Look at her. Look at her.

She'’s weak and captive, just an ordinary woman.

- She'’s not a god. - I don'’t believe you.

The Three are no more.

One was killed before your eyes by our very own Talon.

And Three ran away to hide like the coward that he is.

The so-called gods that you worshipped are finished.

Only I remain, the rightful ruler of this Realm.

So what shall I do with you?

These men should be executed, Your Majesty.

Lower your heads and swear your loyalty to me and you will be pardoned.

This is a mistake, Your Majesty. These men deserve death.

- Objection noted. - They'’re murderers.

They treated the Blackbloods like dogs.

The Blackbloods did the same to my people.

Enslaving them, starving them, beating them.

Garret?

I thought you should have killed Zed and his men after what they did to us.

But Your Majesty granted him pardon and there he stands.

But had it not been for Zed, Your Majesty would still be Yavalla'’s slave.

Might even be dead. So, what do I think?

I think Your Majesty is considerably wiser than I in these decisions.

There is a common enemy out there.

Yavalla will enslave us all and send us to an early grave

if we do not learn how to stand together.

I need every able-bodied, uninfected man we can get.

So I ask you again,

will you pledge your loyalty to me as your Queen?

We pledge our loyalty to you.

We will fight by your side to rid the world of our common enemy.

Guards: I pledge Your Majesty. I pledge to serve you.

- I pledge to serve you. - I pledge to serve you, Your Majesty.

This wasn'’t our deal. You promised me sanctuary at the Outpost.

That'’s why we've given you the safest, most secure room in town.

You'’re welcome.

- Come on. - I need a minute with her alone.

We failed the whole world when we failed to kill you, Blackblood.

Tell me, is it a burden knowing all of the world'’s troubles are your fault?

Yavalla'’s responsible for this mess.

And you are responsible for Yavalla.

Was it not you who brought her here?

On the road you said something about how you thought we brought through another kinj.

The white kinj Yavalla bears.

But we didn'’t bring it through the Plane of Ashes.

It was here at the Outpost hidden in a secret chamber.

So you'’ve said.

You assumed we brought it through the portal because there'’s a seventh kinj

in the Plane of Ashes, isn'’t there?

Why do you think there is a seventh kinj?

When we found Zed'’s kinj, there was a table with seven bowls.

We know only of six kinjes.

The red, which you foolishly killed with One,

mine, and Three has his kinj.

Plus mine, Zed, and Yavalla'’s make six.

So why was there seven bowls at the shrine?

Perhaps you miscounted.

I can count.

What does the seventh kinj do?

I know of no seventh kinj.

Unhand me.

Not until you tell me what it does.

I can do this all day.

There is, or at least once was,

a black kinj.

A black kinj? And what does it do?

It has only one purpose--

to kill anyone it comes in contact with.

Would it kill Yavalla?

It would kill whomever its bearer touches.

And it'’s in the Plane of Ashes?

I do not know.

I swear to you,

we have searched for the black kinj for centuries without any success.

Even while seeking it, we lived in fear of finding it.

Do not go looking for that kinj, Blackblood.

Some things are best left unfound.

Blackblood...

the death kinj may be a way to destroy your enemy,

but more likely it will destroy you

and anyone close to you.

This man was drunk and disorderly.

The gods will bless your posterity forever.

I live to serve, your Holiness.

You have a plan to escape this wretched place?

Others are clearing an exit, your Holiness.

Never doubt the power of the Three.

Rise.

Busy?

Supply inventory hasn'’t been tallied in weeks,

our military is in shambles,

and Yavalla grows stronger every day.

And how about you?

Out of curiosity, Talon, how sure were you about the whole plan of killing me?

- And how much do you remember? - All of it.

- Oh, gods. - I can still see your face now.

- I did not look like that. - Yes, you did.

I remember it vividly. Did you know the plan would work?

I mean, we had a hunch it would.

- So, total gamble? - Complete stab in the dark.

Oh, good. Good to know you'’re all so concerned.

I mean, I suggested we try Tobin first.

Oh.

Tobin.

Shouldn'’t have even bothered reviving that one.

Yeah, I'’m-- I'’m sorry about that, Gwynn.