Lugio Ruel

 "Glory and gold is earnt and given. Lands and power are taken."

- Attriubuted to Lugio Ruel before the wasteland campaign.

Personality and Apperance
Lugio Ruel was a stocky man with bushy brows and a great walrus moustache. A jovial character at the best of times and a fuming bear at the worst.

The Mercenery Life
As a boy he ran away from home at the age of sixteen, seeking a more adventurous life than that of a farmer. After a week of city living Lugio was broke and in desperate need of food and lodging. A bannerman happened upon Lugio and within the hour he was enlisted to a mercenery band. The mercenery life was everything the young Lugio wanted, adventure, excitment and plenty of gold.

The Begining Of The Wasteland Campaign
Lugio Ruel of Tilea began to make a name for himself in his late forties. Desiring greater power and riches than the average mercenery captain, he made a bold move. He contracted his band out to a ambitious reikland noble who wanted to establish a trade route to Cathay, Ind and Nippon. The band was to establish a port in the dragon isles and once established the merceneries would enjoy permanent employment as caravan guards. After a year campaigning into the wasteland Lugio's forces came to a standstill. High elves had already set up a port in the sea of storms to the south. Scouts had revealed Lizardmen controlling the Islands nearby and chaos marauders in the hills to the east. Lugio could not secoure a port without starting a war with the lizardmen or high elves. The winter was coming on and Lugio needed shelter for his forces. To make matters worse the supply caravans were no longer making the journey with regularity, many were waylaid by bandits, orcs or ogres. A more reliable source of suplies was needed. Lugio set his camps entourage to building farms, houses and blacksmiths and workshops, his seige engineers designing buildings rather than destroying. To do this Lugio bought materials and supplies from the dwarfs in the mountains to the west. Now Lugio could weather the winter, he had barracks to house his troops and taverns for them to drink in, stables for his horses and foundries to churn out warmachines.