title: The Great Pendragon Campaign
author: Greg Stafford
description: For 1500 years King Arthurs story has been told around campfires, in noble courts, in taverns, books, movies and now, with the prize-winning King Arthur Pendragon roleplaying game, at your game table. The Great Pendragon Campaign begins during the reign of Arthurs father King Uther, when player knights can participate in the events of Arthurs conception. The long and brutal Interregnum of Saxon wars is forever altered when Arthur draws the Sword from the Stone to start his great and glorious reign. The Boy King leads his knights through periods of consolidation and expansion until the entire Western world is brought under his sway. Then, to High Adventure! Knights gain Glory and lands in the periods of Romance and Tournaments, and at last engage in the greatest adventure of all, The Quest for the Holy Grail. Then, amidst tragedy and broken dreams, the Twilight Period draws the epic to a close. Eighty years of campaign detailed year-by-year provide the background, on-going events and adventures that define structure of King Arthurs glorious reign. The Magic is in The Details, and The Details are in This Book. Included in this book are: * Year-by-year details from 485 to 566. * Maps and descriptions of Logres, Cambria. Cornwall, Brittany, Cumbria, the North, Ireland and France * Maps of the important cities of Britain, including Early and Late Camelot and London * Over 100 Adventures * Statistics for over 50 Faerie Creatures and Nonplayer Characters * Expansions for the Pendragon rules Ive been working on this book for over 20 years, since the first publication of King Arthur Pendragon. This is the culmination of forty years of research, pleasure and gaming. Its a tremendous joy to bring my love of the legend all together here. Greg Stafford, designer of King Arthur Pendragon
zlib_text: 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ![](images/00010.jpg)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ![](images/00016.jpg)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ![](images/00017.jpg)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ![](images/00003.jpg)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ![](images/00006.jpg)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ![](images/00011.jpg)
  
  TroCogue
  
  Virginia, 1772
  
  hunger was inside him again—dark and wild.
  
  Pendragon leaned low over the neck of his stallion, the wind tearing at the
  silvery folds of his cape and penetrating the thin layer of his silken mask.
  
  He was consumed by the danger, bewitching and seductive—as primitive as the
  release found in the wet heat between a woman's thighs. For only when fencing
  with death itself did the legendary patriot raider feel alive.
  
  He glanced over his shoulder to where a dozen of his horsemen ribboned out
  behind him, lit by the torches clasped in their hands. The rebel band was as
  deadly as an assassin's stiletto. And tonight they had done their work well.
  
  Pendragon's mouth curled in a feral grin as he regarded their quarry.
  
  A man, bound and gagged, rode belly down over a bay gelding, his n