Sariel Silver Dawn

Sariel Silver Dawn is the supreme leader of The Barbossan Caliphate. Being a far descendant of the renown Silver Captain himself, he carries the Silver Dawn name with great honour. After climbing through the ranks of the former republic he succesfully couped the government and installed his, to this world yet unknown, ideals.

Sariel Silver Dawn in the making
Sariel Silver Dawn, a far descendant of the famous Silver Captain. One day a ship with large black sails entered the port of a city which name has been lost through time. Legends tell it was there where the Silver Captain himself found the love of his life. From this love a child was born, Sariel Silver Dawn. He grew up together with his mother and father in peace. All was well until one day his father suddenly left. At the age of 15 the young boy was left alone together with his mother. He did leave a package for his son, on it lay a letter. Filled with rage the young boy threw the package together with the letter from the docks, inside the clear blue tropical water. In his attempt to get rid of the letter it was caught by the wind and it slowly flew back onto the docks. It landed straight infront of his feet, perfectly he could see the messy handwriting of his father on it.

"Whatever you do, let it not touch water. It will corrupt you"

His heart rate increased, filled with anxiety yet anger he jumped into the water. The packaging of the item started to loosen by the water, he quickly dived deeper and deeper. Reaching out with one hand to grab the item before it will be ever lost. "A HANDLE!" He reached out one last time and succesfully got his hand around the handle. The packaging of the item melted away, and visible became an ancient Netherite sword. Engraved with red rubies and ancient runes. The rubies on the sword slowly started to light up, stronger and stronger.

"Ah, and so he did" a calm but loud voice could be heard. Sariel quickly looked around but nothing could be seen. "You do not look old enough to properly use this sword don't you?" Sahiel still terrified of the ongoing events nodded. "Mmmh I see, I see your father has indeed strong blood. You will be a fine addition to my collection later. Go now, I think your mother needs you more young, Silver, Dawn." the voice told him. Sariel frozen from fear realised he was still going down towards the bottom of the now deep water. He quickly swam up, his vision became dark, it faded. He came closer and closer towards the light and fresh air above. Yet right before he reached it he blacked out.

A beat, its rate increases. A spark, light, adrenaline, violence. Sariel was launched out of the water onto the now wet docks. He hurt his knee and had some cuts but overall he was fine. He looked up and saw that the still glowing sword was in his right hand. Scared he ran home with it. He kicked the door open of his sandstone home and ran towards his mom's room. He opened the door and stood shocked in the door opening.

"Hey kid, long time no see, how are you doing?" The voice echoed through still furies Sariel's head. In the room was his neighbour, still putting on his clothes. His mother was laying bed covering herself with whatever she could grab. "Are you okay? What are you doing with that expensive sword? Did you steal that?" The neighbour asked. Sariel's heartbeat once again started increasing. He began to shake out of fury, yet he remained on his spot.

"You are pathetic, IS THIS THE RESULT OF ALL THIS TIME, A TRUE SON OF THE SILVER CAPTAIN?" The voice in his head told him. Still Sariel remained unmoved, what was he suppose to do? His father left him, his pride and best friend. Yet he stands here all alone, with his mother defiling his father's legacy and trust. "It seems that I was wrong, if you can not protect the name Silver Dawn now, how could you later?" Sariel's heart stopped, that was not the voice from before. It.. It.. was his father's. He snapped back to reality, his heartbeat once more increasing. Filled with rage, prowess, sadness and love he charged towards his neighbour and mother.

"Let the anger flow through you, embrace it, use it. That is what a true Silver Dawn would do, make your name proud." The voices told him while he fulfilled his new need of blood.

He felt like reborn, changing his clothes and getting rid of the blood stains all over body. No remorse, no guilt. He grabbed some supplies, grabbed his sword and took his horse. He wouldn't be able to return anytime soon after what he just had done. Sariel flet towards the desert, where he met a group of bandits. They quickly saw his potential and from age 15 till 21 he expanded his skill set as a trained warrior in the desert heat.

He didn't hear the voice for years and slowly but surely forgot about the existence of it. Up until one day when he was visiting another port town gathering supplies for his friends. The clouds started to muster, the sky turned dark, the sea turned red. A very familiair voice could clearly be heard in his head. "Son, these are my last words, I have failed. They are about to breach the cove and I will not survive these wounds. I heard you have acquired the sword, I hope it brings you the power you deserve. You are my legacy, my prowess, let the rage guide you, let prowess guide you, let the family name guide you, follow the will of the Kraken. May Blood and B-....." The voice was suddenly cut out by a large explosion. Frozen Sariel stood once again, he was sure he had lost his father.

"Now is your time, young Silver Dawn. I, Al-Krakhan will guide you towards the one thing you and your bloodline desire.."

Blood and Bone

Notable Events

 * Coup in Barbossan Republic