HTH Studios

In between flash crashes for HTH game updates, I'm continuing to expand Primal content so I don't lose my mind. The above video is a bit of insight into the Enemy World of Kydahn. High Thanator is an expanding Sword & Sci-fi setting, built within the same continuity as The Vandyrian Codex! You can c

“Before we begin… The Vandyrian Codex exists to give game masters, writers, and players a dense, brutal, myth-driven setting they can lift directly into their own tabletop campaigns without permission, payment, or subscription. Inside are cultures, regions, wars, economies, religions, and power stru

"Once, the northern expanse between the Doglands and the wastes of Kartonga belonged to the jackals. They ruled it with thin hands and sharper minds, cunning traders, sly governors, and merciless raiders who mistook fear for dominion. Their reign ended in fire. The dogs rose against them—unified, en

Old Kartong welcomed no one, not truly. But the guards stepped aside anyway, because they recognized them. Savalga and Tataru. The sisters who weren’t sisters. Two big, musclebound, barbarian tiger-bitches from the Wastelands. Born under the eye of a ruined empire, raised on combat and crude jokes,

Krothuum was a scar of stone and dust on the southern grasslands of Zhuru. Its walls were low, cracked things, more a mark of pride than a bulwark, and the gates gaped like broken teeth. Smoke clung above the city, not the holy incense of temples but the choking reek of coal-pits and forges, of fat

He lumbered through the dense brush, shoulders swaying with the arrogant heaviness of a fully grown bull in rut, the mud splattering high across his shaggy limbs and muscled flanks as he pushed into the sunlit clearing. The stench of rut and stale climax struck his broad nostrils before he even saw

The tavern at the edge of the hinterlands was a tomb of smoke and stale mead, its rafters heavy with the stink of leather and sweat. The day’s victory had been bought in blood and ash, though what profit it yielded none could say. It was one of those ruinous campaigns, where mercenary contracts prom