Before you start reading, I'd like to point out I have no real knowledge of any written material on Sarevok's real past. One person who whinged on about this made me add this small section. I have a mere idea of Sarevok's past through the Baldur's Gate game series. I do not read Forgotten Realms. This is my world. Don't complain, please. It's demoralising. Except if it's a major error. Thanks for your time, now, please enjoy.
Prologue
A whisper of wind blew through the forest Words carried by it met the ears of a man in the forest. He looked up. His eyes twitched for a few seconds and then struck his staff forward, a blast of lightning shot through the dense foliage, screaming through ripping open a path. Then, screaming in battlecry many other men erupted from the bushes and trees and charged forth on horses, their feet rumbling through the forest they met their target, a cave. Blood streamed out of the cave, most of the entrance was covered in thick, dripping, fresh blood.. They charged towards their target, desiccated vegetation crunched under their horses. Getting nearer a massive group of kobold raiders jumped from the trees into their path and raised their crude swords in battle cry. The kobold was a small creature. It looked rather like a dog with no hair that stood on its hind legs. It was usually green or brown. It usually lead a useless life of feed, sleep, feed, sleep. Such a creature would never stand a chance against a human alone. The leader of the men yet again shot his staff forward, another bolt of lightning smashing into the leader of the Kobolds, sending them into disarray, the men quickly jumped off their and raised their long swords and shields and charged forward.
"Master!" screamed the scout down the tunnel. He was short and plump, rather like a gnome. "What is it now!? The ritual has started!" Stavel asked impatiently
"Gorion and his men are coming! The Kobolds are being slaughtered as we speak!" The small man panted. Stavel looked around at all the children wailing in the cave and then said "Death priests, speed up the ritual! Gorion's Men *cannot* stop us now!" The other men and women in the cave nodded in union, and each picked up a child. They approached a blood-entrenched altar and placed their child/rock on top. The wriggling children were desperately trying to escape, but stood no chance as they were held down firmly to the altar. The men and women, one by one, threw a knife around that they quickly touched into the child's chest, merciless as it would scream in desperate pain, but then nothing. The sacrificing continued until a slight rumble was heard.
Each of the Death Knights started looking at the entrance. A swift blow of wind brushed out the candles lighting the cave. "What in the hells…?" Stavel tried to say before being smashed against the wall by a massive blast from a fireball. Being smashed against the wall, he tried to pick himself up. "Death... DEATHKNIGHTS! ARM YOURSELVES!" he screamed. All the women and men obeyed, unsheathing and arming their great swords, broadswords, maces and staves, and waited. Stavel picked himself up just in time to see Gorion and his small army charge into their cave, screaming out battle cries and magic's. Arrows slung across the cave as rangers from Gorion's group constantly fired with the ability of a elf. Some bouncing off the metal armour of the better Death Knights, whilst some penetrating deep into Studded Leather armour causing them to fall in anguish. The battle of the melee clashed in the middle, and the Archers stopped with their bows and drew swords to engage in attack, spinning them in their hands with the masterwork of Elves. Gorion stood on a highest rock and casted magicks where he could. summoning a massive jolt of electricity down into one of the death knights, he was quickly incinerated. What was left of his armour collapsed in a heap along with him. The clash of metal against metal could be heard from all points in the room, and then the occasional metal against flesh and bone and another person collapsing on the floor as a new corpse.
Stavel stood behind his knights and prepared his own spells against Gorion. Without mercy, he casted a massive fireball from the heavens, smashing down through the roof of the cave directly into the middle of the crowd of war. The explosion was truly mighty as warrior enemy and friend were tossed around the room like dolls. A few survivors stood from the explosion and continued to fight. One attempted to attack Stavel directly but failed as he conjured a Explosive arrow right into his heart. Now, Gorion and Stavel stared at each other across the battle in the middle, waiting for the first move. Gorion acted first, sending a fiery orb shoot toward him like a arrow, giving Stavel barely enough time to cast his won protective spell, bouncing off him is flew into the wall and collapsed it. Stavel quickly moved his hands into motion as he began casting yet another spell, another meteor from the heavens. But he had too underestimated the power of his enemy, as Gorion's vast power, he used telekinesis to stop the meteor and send it towards its creator. Screaming, Stavel just managed to jump out of the way, but the explosion threw him down unto the ground with tremendous force. A horrific snap came from Stavel's body as he smashed against the floor, and could no longer stand. He attempted to use his clerical abilities to heal his incredible wound, but Gorion's power was a lot stronger than anyone could have imagined. Throwing his hand to this side Stavel's magic was whisked away. Gorion approached him in his incredibly weakened state.
The battle with the fighters still waged in the cave, bodies were scattered everywhere, clashes of metal and wood filled the room with incredible noise. The children, however, started to use this chance to flee. Some of them ran straight for the entrance, whilst other stood there in fear of the battle. One child epically, but not in fear. "Sarevok!" whispered one of the children to him, "Sarevok we gotta go!!! C'mon!"
"No." Said Sarevok, he was intrigued by this battle and wished to stay, "Fine then!" whispered the other child and he rushed to the exit. "Yo... you can... cant be.. beat m... m... me... Gorion" Stavel barely managed to say. "It... its no... no... not over!" He exclaimed as he used a Magic spell he had prepared earlier. A massive earthquake erupted from him, and he lay there, seemingly dead. The cave started to collapse. "NO!" screamed Gorion, looking at all the children. He rushed over at the scattering children and picked up the first he found and ran for the exit, his warriors soon following him, only one escaped the chaotic magic however. A few more children had also escaped, but Gorion had no time to stop them. The chaos-earthquake stopped, and the spell ended with a massive explosion that collapsed the entire cave. Gorion looked at the child he had saved. "We'll take you somewhere safe, child..." He said to her, and then looked up at his warrior. "Come on... we cant spend anymore time here..."
The children, on the other hand were running through the forest madly. They all soon scattered. Sarevok ran through the forest, glad he had escaped safely. Sarevok was but 6 years old but was highly intelligent and strong. Not strong enough to face a enemy, but he knew he could easily some day. He kept running with the endurance of a bear. Soon, however, he muscles began to strain. His veins began to pump acid. Then he ran some more.