For nearly fifty years, Guyo Stygra was the most powerful warlord of the Hill Grawla clans, using immense technical knowledge and resource management skills to outclass any and all rivals.

Rising from a small peak on the north eastern continent, Clan Stygra grew to encompass hundreds of small networked colonies. Even more lesser clans were effectively owned by the increasingly greedy and unpopular tyrant, who began to demand extortionate protection fees.

His vast armies of 'Yudo Zula', tentatively translated as Money Bloodhounds, became infamous for employing lethal ends to avenge even minor unpaid debts. With an eye for technological superiority and the resources to match it, the ranks were soon bristling with all sorts of tanks, power armour and aircraft, effectively the single largest, most advanced and organised Grawla army in known memory.

In 2311 GSC, however, the rapid expansion came to a halt when the ruler was suddenly and mysteriously poisoned to death. Clan Stygra disintegrated into splinter factions overnight, with some jumping at the chance to revolt, and others swearing by the dead Warlord's methods with near religious reverence. After all, wasn't living with the bare minimum, and uniting under one flag against all outsiders, supposed to be the Grawla way?…

Still scorned as thugs and murderers, despite the fact that they were often conscripted in the first place, many of the Yudo Zula became outcasts and wandering mercenaries in the aftermath of the collapse. They took their equipment with them; Much of the market of mass-produced weaponry available to a Grawla was spread by such dissidents, later copied and modified by local populations into some form of bizarre dysfunctional unity.

Guyo Stygra remains a controversial figure to this day. Bringing up his name is a highly effective method of starting a bar fight almost anywhere on Hawking.

Regiment Size; Medium (About 70,000 members overall), but split into smaller groups (4000ish each).
Demeanour; Mercurial. Some long for the old days, whilst others are simply stuck making a living the only way they know how.
Standard Infantry Equipment; Relatively modern flak jackets, assault rifles, and actually coordinated fatigues- Probably the closest thing the Grawla have to looking like a 'standard' army.
Standard Vehicles; Well equipped with thousands of peat-driven vehicles, tanks and aircraft. They are outclassed by outsider technology, but efficient enough and well loved by their crews.
Leadership/Organisation; Fracticious. There is a lot of infighting due to old grudges, and most regiments are kept together purely because the rest of the world holds a grudge against them.