Vandyrus is not, and has never been, the Vandyrian homeworld.
Vandyrus is a frontier node, a foothold, a deployment site on the very rim of what once was their dominion. The serpent vaults beneath Drael may whisper with dread and alien intellect; the wolf dens of Vulsa may thrum with ancient reflexes of command; the lion courts may preserve fragments of imperial etiquette—but none of these are the cradle.
They are provincial holdings at best, experimental platforms at worst. If the Vandyrian ever possessed a single world of origin, that world has been lost for ages beyond counting—either consumed by their own engines of expansion or erased in the collapse that followed their disappearance.
If there ever was a singular homeworld, its name would be Vandyria—not Vandyrus. According to the conventions of their own language, “Vandyrus” translates roughly as “within the outer grasp of the Empire of Vandyria,” marking it as a frontier province rather than the imperial heart.
