I, Artex Bluebane, was born to a human father and a tinker gnome mother on the island of Videssos. I have two brothers and a sister. When I was ready I assumed leadership of the family and the seat on the High Council. Married to Angelina, a beautiful woman who kept my rash side under control, I developed a skill for magic and politics.

Sent to Rathkeale to help stem the orc invasion, my delegation was set upon by Blue Elves. Both my wife and entire guard was butchered without mercy by the evil elves. Only due to my magic, Blak's skill with a sword, and the timely arrival of Lord O'Conner did I survive, although it has been said my heart and "goodness" died that day. I swore allegiance to Ryan O'Conner and the nation of Rathkeale.

Following Ryan, then Hogan O'Conner I learned the skill of diplomacy within the Realms. Forced to take leadership when both were killed, I strove to make Rathkeale a haven for the disenfranchised, the outlaws, the pirates. Working first with Sorsha, we joined our nation first to V'rai then to Adyan of Chimeron to seek protection within the harsh world that is known as the Realms. With the death of both, and the withdrawal of Sorsha to her druidic studies I was forced to recreate Rathkeale in a more dire image than before.

Under the guidance of the Lord of the Dead, the god Hades, I sought out my cousin Catherine in Videssos and asked her to become my new Chancellor and bring Rathkeale to new heights. Along with Blitz and Seraph, the four of us Unforgiven proceeded to tear into the Realms and create a nation that is both notable and strong. A nation that embraces darkness. A nation that loves life as much as it is comfortable with the worlds of the dead. A nation called Rathkeale.

I have become a Knight of Rathkeale, so dubed by my own followers for my complete devotion to Rathkeale and my followers. My studies have made me a Master of Necromancy, and very skilled with a small war hammer. Since my joining the Realms in the year 993, I have amased many titles, including Overlord of Rathkeale, Emperor of the Empire of Rathkeale, Master of Necromancy, Knight of Rathkeale, Knight of the BBQ Elves, Keeper of the Silver Chalice, Unforgiven, Emperor of Caer Magire, and High Priest of Hades. It's been a very eventfull seven years in the Realms.

As the number of followers increase and my power grows, it is my goal to have a nation where my people can be who they want to be and do what they wish to do. They swear an oath to obey me at all times, yet are free to be themselves. A nation of strength and unity in its chaos. Should that mean working with Undead or the darker side of the world to ensure my nation's and my people's survival, then so be it. I will give them direction if they want it, protection if they need it. A lord is only as strong as his people, and mine give me their strength as well as their loyalty. Long Live Rathkeale!