White Bear and Red Moon

White Bear and Red Moon is a fantasy board wargame set in the world of Glorantha, created by Greg Stafford and published in 1975. Stafford set up the Chaosium game publishing company solely to produce and market the game.

The game depicts the wars between the mighty Lunar Empire and the barbarian nation of Sartar, led by Prince Argrath, with many smaller countries and individuals available as allies to either side. The game shares a number of similarities with other games of the board wargame genre, such as a hex map, a large number of cardstock unit counters, and a number of rules themes.

White Bear and Red Moon went through three printings with minor differences. It was substantially revised and republished in 1981 under the name Dragon Pass, first by Chaosium and then in a nearly identical reprint from the Avalon Hill Game Company in 1983. The main differences in the reprint are a few streamlined rules and a notable improvement in the quality of the components. In particular the paper map was replaced by a full-colour game board. All editions are now out of print, and moderately valuable to a collector. A French language edition was published by Oriflam under license from Chaosium under the name La Guerre des Héros in 1993. A Japanese language edition was published by Hobby Japan.

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