#What happened to Falst Erin

[notasouleater]

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[strange-lamp-stranger]

i'm on chapter 5 of my reread of Aurora and i've decided i'm gonna use this post as a running tally of my favourite panels (mostly the silly ones).

under the cut because. long.

"...can we keep it? [watery puppydog eyes emoji]" (1.5.22)

he's so stupid (1.6.1)

for as kind and compassionate as she is, Alinua really knows how to make an intimidating entrance. (1.6.10)

official world's cutest queerplatonic couple (1.6.23)

ik this isn't quite what's happening, but it's funny to think of this as the first "world of cardboard" moment for Kendal (1.7.9)

Erin's never been particularly familiar with people who DO have a sense of self-preservation tbh (1.7.30)

woosh! (1.8.14)

old man yells at cloud (1.8.22)

the more i look at this panel the funnier it is (1.9.6)

"Daaaaad, I was trying to have a cool, serious moment!" <- same energy (1.9.22)

ever watch The Disastrous Life of Saiki K? because this part made me think of Kaido and i burst out laughing at the thought (1.10.23)

the WHAT? brothers (from highest to lowest): "huh!" "sorry??" and "...excuse me." (1.11.2)

everyone loves snrk (1.12.22)

i feel like that sometimes too, Erin. (1.12.28)

i could gush about how pretty Dainix is, but that would require me to screenshot and post literally every panel he's in, so i'll resign myself to just appreciating his cute expression in this one (1.13.14)

strong contender for favourite line in the entire comic (1.13.21)

yeah that's what my ringtone feels like to me too, honestly (1.14.23)

i love this whole scene so much. squealing and kicking my feet <3 i'm having such a good time <3 (Dainix certainly isn't) (1.15.29)

"EXCUSE YOU" (1.16.4)

i love how Falst's expressions can really turn on a dime. one of the many benefits of being a catboy (1.16.24)

i think i've posted about this exact panel before but. man do i love women (1.17.4)

hugs! hugs! hugs! (1.19.12)

when you're too short to Loom, your next best option is to Perch (1.19.14)

you're one to talk, Mr. One-Liner (1.19.32)

oh no, it's about to 'alas poor Yorick' him! (1.20.6)

dynamic duo in the Psychological Torture Zombie Maze! which fun bits will ensue next? (1.20.10)

snrk returns ! (1.21.7)

that's the same face i make when my chronically ill friends talk about their health problems tbh (1.21.7)

siblings, siblings, siblings, siblings! (1.21.24)

god forbid women do anything

damn i hit the image limit. alas. more in the reblog i suppose!

[tesslinua]

Storm of Magic Region Matchup 6 - Primordial Life VS Erin

Propaganda

Primordial Life:THAT'S MY MOM!!!!!!! as the embodiment of life she holds all the beauty of all kinds of life by default. and it is so cool and pretty that she has many eyes and arm s and wings and her hair is also plants and feathers. and all the swirls.... she is so prettys

women prebby

Erin: Hotter when evil

He's a sad pathetic little wet rag hubrising and faking his way through life and he SUCKS and I HATE him and I hope he DIES /posi think i can safely say i am THE erin enjoyer. so buckle up. okay. for starters. i love me a good twink. that's the baseline. plus he has pretty black hair. plus he has indigo eyes (the best color). plus he wears a waistcoat and a cape. his TATTOOS. his fucking tattoos. how long did those take. theyre so intricate and they cover the entirety of both forearms. he couldve just gotten the runes necessary and hid them with a bandana like tarren but this freak doesnt do anything halfway. why would he? he's the elemental magus. he has to flaunt his status. that panel where he has his shirt open showing the void rune and he's got this concentrated/frustrated/stressed look on his face while he's reading his journal? makes me lose all higher brain functionings. also his eyes reflect the color of whatever magic he's casting. Pretty. he is. such a smug showy hubristic bastard and his ego infuriates and infatuates me. normally i hate people like this BUT he's also pathetic. he gets so cranky when falst steals his bag and when theia doesn't let him in the archives. and that fucking "by now, i… i hope you'd trusted me to know what i was doing" in ripples where hes looking down and he's so small in the panel. COME ON MAN whats your fucking problem. he's so sure of himself all of the time but it's so easy to make him crack and every time it happens i am filled with unbridled desire. i need to make him crack i need to make him realize the throne he thinks he's on is made of glass i need to watch him doubt his status and power. he is so much hotter when he's stressed. like when alinua says kendal didnt wake up post-zuurith? the pure anguish and fear in his face? Goddamn. not to mention the boat arc. that was the best example of him being soooo sure of his power, his control, and then having all of that shattered. "i HAVE to do everything alone! nobody can match me! nobody can help me in a way that matters! it always comes back to me to carry the weight, and if i fall, nobody can catch me! gods and legends want to help me? can any of you part the clouds, still the seas?! can you save me from the dragon?" drove me fucking insane every time i think about that i need to eat glass (yes i looked up that page to get the quote exactly right yes i spent approximately 10 minutes kicking my feet and giggling) seeing him get beat up is so nice i think it should happen more <3 i lov e seeing him battered and bruised and afraid and bloody and also i had never experienced sexual attraction to anyone, real or fictional, until i discovered erin fucking ruunaser, so like. thats an accomplishment i think.

[comicaurora]

Wait wait wait

If Ferin souls are closed to the elements, and Falst can use light magic, and the Light Dragon is the equal and opposite of the Void Dragon ...

Does that mean Erin's plan just got a huge spanner in its works ?

I'm sure Erin would have lots of thoughts on what just happened if he had seen it.

[sunset-sunbun]

I find it very interesting that we know everyone's past pretty well in Aurora Except Erin's.

Like we've been with Kendal since day one, same with alinua (kind of sort of) and she gave us some more context throughout the comic. Tess, Dainix, and Falst gave us a rundown in varying levels of explanation but either way they all give us a pretty good picture about what happened and why they are where they are and stuff. ...Except Erin. We know his father was an emissary and Tess was bought into his family. and that he went to the soul shaper monastery once and got sealed. we know he wanted to do more to help Tess and was also pretty fragile....but that's it. we don't know much about his past other than some titbits of knowledge here and there that give us the frame but not the full picture as to what happened. but we know s o m e t h i n g (s) happened. and honestly I cant wait to see what it is

[the-mountain-flower]

Happy Day 10 of @crustables-fanart-week! Here's a one-shot:

Day 10: Hand Holding

Falst hates his claws, and Dainix provides some much-needed comfort.

Content warnings: body dysmorphia, self-hatred, self-harm

Falst was never not bitter about how useful his claws were. He’d just gotten good at ignoring it, pretending he wasn’t frustrated. He could worry about how it felt to use them when he didn’t actively need to.

He nearly laughed at the irony when carving into that large Life lacrima at Hilltop. Writing the part about removing them with the very same claws he wanted to be rid of, was nearly ironic enough to overshadow the discomfort. Nearly. He still thought of not having that part of him with something almost like relief.

He had lots of nightmares, he’d gotten used to that too. A reoccurring theme in his nightly fear was claws. Specifically those of a certain monster that had scarred him physically and emotionally as a child.

“First time I can remember hating these,” he’d told Dainix a while back, “like I was halfway there already.”

Most of the time he could ignore it. Brush it off or push it to the back of his head to upset him next time he slept, then move on. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a foolproof plan. Sometimes it was just... too much for him. He often couldn’t even tell what set it off, it just happened, and his bottled-up emotions would start overflowing.

He really tried not to let it get to him. He couldn’t afford to break down. It made him vulnerable. He needed to keep his guard up as much as possible.

He really tried.

But sometimes it was just too much.

It was a good thing Kendal didn’t need nearly as much sleep as the rest of them, and was pretty alert even when resting. Falst couldn’t manage staying alert right now, even if he tried.

Falst was lucky, he knew that. He had people he could trust. People who could keep watch for danger anywhere nearby, and that meant near Falst as well. He could actually be in a position of relative safety with other people, and not have to stay as vigilant as usual. It was something he was so, so not used to. Nor should he let himself get rusty, or start depending on them too much.

But maybe it was why it was so much harder to hold himself together this time. Because he knew, even if he didn’t want to admit it, that he didn’t need to stay vigilant this time. He didn’t have that excuse to try and hold it back. And maybe having friends for the first time when he was so unused to it, affected his emotions, too. And he knew they’d try to help him if they knew...

Godsdamnit. He couldn’t let any of them see him like this. He couldn’t look weak.

Which is why, after waking up in the middle of the night from another nightmare, he had positioned himself in the rocky terrain in a way that no could see him from the entrance of the stone tent-like structure Erin had made. He’d already opted to sleep outside of it, so it wasn’t too hard. Dainix was also sleeping under the stars- apparently the small, confined stone space made him anxious, which was understandable- but his stillness and slow breathing indicated he was still sleeping, and Falst was quiet enough not to wake him.

He sat with his back against a boulder, knees tucked against his chest, and tail wrapped around his legs. His vision was already blurry, and his shoulders shaking. He hated it, but he knew he couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Despite the tears rolling down his cheeks, and the heavy, staggered breathing from his heavy chest, he made very little noise. Over the years, he’d managed to make himself cry silently, for safety reasons. Which made it suck worse, given the first time he’d needed to be completely silent despite the tears.

He kept his hands clutched in tight fists, thumb beneath the other four. He wished he couldn’t still feel the surface of his nails against his skin. And he tried hard to keep his fingers in a position where the tips of his claws wouldn’t pierce the skin.

He hated it.

He tried so hard not to think about it. About how they were hard enough to be unaffected by basically anything. About how they were sharp enough to carve through stone. About how easily they could tear through flesh.

He hated them. He hated his claws.

He disliked most of his body. His nose that made every environment a sensory nightmare. His eyes with their slit pupils and predator-like appearance. His pointed ears that picked up every aggression and threat. His fur that looked deceptively subtle but was just thick enough to not be able to pass off as normal. His tail that provided an extra target and was the most obvious thing about him that shouted to the world that he was a ferin.

Most of it... wasn’t as strong as it used to be, though. Maybe Kendal was right.

He didn’t stop hating his claws, though. Because he’d been so scared of them. It was similar with his teeth, four of them sharp canines designed to tear through flesh, but they were easier to ignore. He’d once gotten so desperate as to start trying to pull his claws out of his fingers. An attempt that had lasted a few seconds at most. At one point, he’d had to talk himself out of chopping off his fingertips. That was probably the worst idea he ever had, or ever would have, and he knew it. That kind of thing was why the first thing he’d carved onto that Life lacrima, had been the segment about getting rid of his claws. Which he now knew was a hopeless endeavor.

No matter how much he ignored it, he’d never been able to shake the feeling that his claws were that of a m-

“Falst?”

Falst froze. Well, not ‘froze’ exactly, he was still shaking.

“Falst?” Dainix whispered from behind him. “You there?”

Falst swallowed hard, willing his throat to clear. He tried to sound normal when he responded, “Yeah. Everything’s fine.” Damnit, he definitely sounded like he’d been crying. He hoped Dainix didn’t come closer, or try to talk to him. He knew he was too tired to effectively hide his... emotional episode.

Those hopes were dashed when he heard the sound of footsteps in his direction. Then of someone sitting down beside him.

“What’s wrong?” Dainix asked gently.

“Nothing.” Falst’s voice still sounded faint and broken.

“Doesn’t look like nothing.”

“Nothing I’m not used to.”

“Falst-”

“Bad dream. That’s all.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No.”

“...Alright.”

Dainix didn’t leave. Instead he... he put his arm around Falst’s shoulders.

Falst’s first instinct was to push him away.

His next instinct was to lean in.

To his own surprise, he gave in to the second one.

Damn it, why are you like this?

He didn’t know how long they sat like that. The moons hadn’t visibly moved from their positions, so it couldn’t have been that long.

Falst... was starting to feel himself calm down. That was strange. Usually the presence of people during moments of vulnerability did the exact opposite. He really, really wasn’t used to having friends.

At one point, he even noticed his clenched fists loosen up a little, making it so his knuckles were no longer white with tension.

Which turned out to be a mistake.

“You’re bleeding!”

Falst lifted his head just in time to see Dainix grab Falst’s hands in his. Both of his palms had traces of dried blood on them. It was soon clear that he wasn’t actively bleeding, the skin already closed with little to no traces of scarring.

“It’s fine.” Falst insisted, voice still weak. “Just scratched myself a little.” he mentally cursed himself for somehow not noticing despite being so focused on the area.

Dainix clearly wasn’t having any of it. He looked down at Falst’s hands, with flakes of red on the palms and fingertips. Then he looked back up at Falst, and... for some reason it looked like he’d figured something out. Put the pieces together in the puzzle that was the truth behind Falst’s words.

“That bad dream you had,” he asked gently, “did it have anything to do with these?” He brushed one of his thumbs over the surface of one of Falst’s claws.

“How... you are scarily insightful, you know that?”

“Sorry.”

Several seconds of silence passed between them, before Falst’s damned emotions got the better of him again.

“It was.” he whispered.

For a moment, he wasn’t even sure Dainix heard him. Then Dainix squeezed his hands reassuringly.

It felt strange, being held like that. Nice, though. He wasn’t sure how Dainix managed to do it without making him feel trapped. Falst let his head rest on Dainix’s shoulders, strangely comforted when Dainix reciprocated the gesture.

“If it helps,” Dainix said softly, “I don’t think your claws are a bad thing.”

Falst scoffed, “Sure.”

“No, really.” Dainix insisted. “I’ve seen lots of actually monstrous claws, and these,” Dainix raised Falst’s hands in his own so they were at eye level with Falst, “aren’t that. Because they’re yours. I’ve seen you use them to spellcarve, and to climb to otherwise unclimbable places, and I’ve seen you use them to protect yourself and those you care for. That makes them pretty amazing, and I hope you know that.”

Falst had no clue how to respond to that. He didn’t think anyone had ever talked about his claws like that, himself included. He was grateful that Dainix’s couldn’t see the blush creeping up on his face.

They sat there in silence after that. Falst didn’t know how long. All he knew was that he was very tired after his emotional episode. And Dainix was a very warm, very comforting presence.

He hadn’t meant to fall asleep leaning against him. He didn’t realize he had until the increased brightness provided by the sunrise woke him up.

And he realized he’d spent the night so close to Dainix, and at some point while sleeping their hands had changed from Falst’s being held by Dainix’s.

Now their fingers were intertwined to hold each other close, Falst’s hands laying perfectly to fit within Dainix’s.

Judging by the slow breathing, Dainix was still asleep. Which was good, because that meant Falst could let go and it would probably go unnoticed.

And... that he could hold on a little while longer.

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This was meant to be a ficlet like the others, IDK how it got so long lol. Not complaining tho, I like how it turned out :)

Remember to drink water, eat food, take your meds (if applicable), and get enough sleep. Love you all, and have a great [insert time here]! <3

[narnianvalkyrieofberk]

New year, new me! ... Or at least continuing to try and build a me I like progressively more and more. Today's step? Starting to kill the part of me that fears being cringe by posting my @comicaurora self insert OCs even tho they're super self indulgent and occasionally lore-breaking (sometime because I misread/misremembered something from the lore page; sometimes because I use them in RPs and I like watching Erin lose his shit over something that makes no sense to him :P )

One of my earlier ones. Metalcaste because y'know. Wanting to be a cool metal lady like Tess. Ended up making an AU of the og version because the og version leaves Zuurith immediately after being released from prison and ended up being @nogenderonlyvoid's self insert's bodyguard. I wrote a ficlet that involved Icarus turning down Shrike's offer to take them to breakfast their first full day outside of prison, but Icarus turned her down and left Zuurith all together instead. Of course eventually I started wondering what if she took Shrike up on her offer and that's when the second version happened.

Can you tell I have a thing for wind-fire-lightning as a tri-element combo? :P

Oh hey, this one cursed out Caliban to his face. And for once we didn't do a wind-fire-lighting combo! Progress! Expanding to new horizons! :P

This one was a wind mage until I remembered that younger races don't do elemental magic. So she ended up obsessed with lacrima instead. Frequently mistaken for a freshman his entire time at the academy. Great way for me to vent my frustrations over how people responded to my baby face in college! May or may not have a starmetal dagger in their boot.

I keep doing AUs of this one. OG version was "adopted" alongside Tess and had to hide her full-leopard form because Galen was scared of it. Then did a version where The Ruunasers only knew about the leopard form and kept her as a pet until Falst enters the mix. And more recent AU has been "Snowspot" running away from the Ruunasers shortly before Tess sparks and running into Falst and chilling with him. Ruunaser twins (Erin and @nogenderonlyvoid's oc) don't find Falst's shifter buddy is Snowspot until Petrichor

Ah yes, nothing makes a possessed elemental magus trust you more than slapping a sealing cuff and ropes on him while he's passed out from fending off a primordial void dragon! In the Junior Champion's defense, they were badly injured from the battle and wanted to make sure the Void Dragon couldn't run away with his vessel while she trying to clean and bandage her wounds. Wrote a ficlet for this one that takes place shortly after he loses his status and his arm. Got to project my obsession with looking at the moon at night.

Narni Chaosbringer who I definitely did not forget to add until after initially posting :P ^^"" God of "everything fun" or "everything chaotic and destructive" depending on if you ask them or Zuurith :P Has one (1) emissary who is also an elemental magus because I reeeaaaally wanted to fuck with Erin.

[phoebastria-albatrus]

Anygays now that we've established that drawing with blood is fine and normal actually I think I should cover Falst and Dainix in blood next. I'd have to wait for a much bigger cut to happen though which would take a while, since I'm a rather careful person. Or Trusk's eyes are redish, right? hmmm Erin's turn red when he uses fire, but that's more orange. Or I continue with the running non-Aurora list. What do you think Divorce Lawyer.

divorce lawyer here. cover falst in blood

[tesslinua]

Storm of Magic Region Matchup 4 - Gleicann VS Erin

Propaganda

Gleicann:  I LOVE FOREST SPIRITS I LOVE SCARY BITCHES WITH ANTLERS AND HOOVES yet another guy witha  deep voice that would kill me instantly. so sad that the forest around hilltop is normal now and he will go back to cute satyr i think he's much sexier as a scary 8 foot tall bitch

Erin: Hotter when evil

He's a sad pathetic little wet rag hubrising and faking his way through life and he SUCKS and I HATE him and I hope he DIES /pos

i think i can safely say i am THE erin enjoyer. so buckle up. okay. for starters. i love me a good twink. that's the baseline. plus he has pretty black hair. plus he has indigo eyes (the best color). plus he wears a waistcoat and a cape. his TATTOOS. his fucking tattoos. how long did those take. theyre so intricate and they cover the entirety of both forearms. he couldve just gotten the runes necessary and hid them with a bandana like tarren but this freak doesnt do anything halfway. why would he? he's the elemental magus. he has to flaunt his status. that panel where he has his shirt open showing the void rune and he's got this concentrated/frustrated/stressed look on his face while he's reading his journal? makes me lose all higher brain functionings. also his eyes reflect the color of whatever magic he's casting. Pretty. he is. such a smug showy hubristic bastard and his ego infuriates and infatuates me. normally i hate people like this BUT he's also pathetic. he gets so cranky when falst steals his bag and when theia doesn't let him in the archives. and that fucking "by now, i… i hope you'd trusted me to know what i was doing" in ripples where hes looking down and he's so small in the panel. COME ON MAN whats your fucking problem. he's so sure of himself all of the time but it's so easy to make him crack and every time it happens i am filled with unbridled desire. i need to make him crack i need to make him realize the throne he thinks he's on is made of glass i need to watch him doubt his status and power. he is so much hotter when he's stressed. like when alinua says kendal didnt wake up post-zuurith? the pure anguish and fear in his face? Goddamn. not to mention the boat arc. that was the best example of him being soooo sure of his power, his control, and then having all of that shattered. "i HAVE to do everything alone! nobody can match me! nobody can help me in a way that matters! it always comes back to me to carry the weight, and if i fall, nobody can catch me! gods and legends want to help me? can any of you part the clouds, still the seas?! can you save me from the dragon?" drove me fucking insane every time i think about that i need to eat glass (yes i looked up that page to get the quote exactly right yes i spent approximately 10 minutes kicking my feet and giggling) seeing him get beat up is so nice i think it should happen more <3 i lov e seeing him battered and bruised and afraid and bloody and also i had never experienced sexual attraction to anyone, real or fictional, until i discovered erin fucking ruunaser, so like. thats an accomplishment i think.

[sodabread]

Erin [writing a wind missive]: I need a fireman, my cat is stuck in a tree…

Falst: I AM NOT STUCK

Dainix: Here to help!

Erin: Fireman not fire man—

Dainix [holds out arms]

Falst [pounces down]

Dainix [bridal carries Falst away]

Erin: ….well fine then

[the-mountain-flower]

Spoilers for the webcomic Aurora page 1.22.50

Falst worried about Dainix

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A) This is badass

B) Their FACES

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Dainix: flamethrows the glort out of his lungs

Alinua: what the FUCK just happened

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Erin: Falst isn't dying, Dainix can breathe, NOW I can show off!

This is why we stan SickTats McHubris

[spacetimeaccordionfolder]

Looking at the date, this post was made the day after 1.22.39, in which Erin invents the elevator and gets Falst and Dainix out of the caves. Yeah I have no clue what "the Erin Ruunaser Discourse" would be here. Perhaps Zuurith arc? his conversation with Void in chapter 20 or 21? This is even before his "I AM A GENIUS" - happens like 10 pages later and I love very very much- so I have no idea what the discourse would have been. but yeah, if he were a girl it would have been so much worse (Looking at you end of arc 2 chapter 2.)

The Erin Ruunaser discourse is unpleasant at times but it would be fucking awful if he was a girl be honest

[incorrect-comic-aurora-quotes]

Dainix: But what about Falst?

Erin: Don't worry about him.

Erin: I once watched him fall down 5 flights of stairs, stand up, and keep eating his hotdog like nothing happened.

[narnianvalkyrieofberk]

Boy howdy did I get extremely lucky a few days ago.

Be me, a bored adult at work with access to little more than a pen and a note book to entertain myself with between tasks

Starts writing Aurora fanfics at work because why not

Make a joke about making a Dainix/Falst arranged marriage ship fic

Realize Erin's position in canon makes him far more likely than Falst to be in an arranged marriage

Somehow end up deciding to make a fic where the canon lore has been beaten to bloody pulp and put in a blender with some random stock tropes and other things I enjoy just to see what happens also I decided Falst has two hands and all three of the bois are engaged now

It's barely started yet is somehow already my longest fic on AO3 (this is not a surprise, I write very short fics)

End up thinking "What if Erin/Falst/Dainix but omegaverse?"

Sit on that idea for a while

Go to work

Can't work on A Ferin, an Elemental Magus, and a Fiery Carrot Walk Into a Chapel because I'm stuck on a scene that I need to do some research to finish

Finally give in and start working on the fucking polyamourous mpreg omegaverse fic. AT WORK.

Thankfully, not the smut bits. But there are very clear references to omegaverse and the fact that there is an M who has been Pregged on the page

Keep notebook closed when around other people

Get hit with a bunch of work

Run around the building with my little wheeley-cart putting out metaphorical fires

Realize my notebook is missing

PANIK

Realize I can see it on the floor up ahead

KALM

Realize it's open on the floor and my manager is about 10 feet away

PANIK!!!!!

Thankfully, grab notebook before anybody else notices it and quickly stash it away where this won't happen again as I finish up putting out fires

Do my usual tear the page out and stuff it in my pocket to smuggle it home at the end of the day so I can transcribe it onto my computer later

[falst]

KENDALS SELF DESTRUCTION HURTS EVERYONE AROUND HIM THE SELFISHNESS OF SELF SACRIFICE *SHAKES YOU*

[spacetimeaccordionfolder]

yeah I agree

unfortunately, now I'm curious what orders (if they would be a radiant) would the other members of the floof squad be members of. They don't quite fit into a catagory as easily as Dainix.

Thinking Bondsmith Kendal because of Vash- but also his whole "no one dies for me. Not ever" feels very almost 4th ideal Windrunner to me? Gravitation could go with his being able to jump 40 feet in the air thing. I do think giving him Tension is kind of funny considering the amount of stones he's stabbed.

Erin- seeking knowledge is a thing for him, so part of me is leaning towards truthwatcher, but another is leaning towards elsecaller as their whole thing is meeting their potential and becoming better.

Tess- willshaper or Stoneward I'm thinking, personality wise.

Alinua. Okay. So. On the one hand- Edgedancer because PLANT and healing. but she's also got themes of self mastery and control like a dustbringer? If you hide yourself from the world for 10 years in fear of your abilities causing mass harm are you remembering or listening to those who would be forgotten? But post 10 years of isolation Alinua might fit into that, especially with her friendship with Kendal and what happened to the citizens of Vash. An argument could be made for Bondsmith Alinua, considering her bond with Life, but I don't think she fits the version of "I will unite" that we've seen (I think it's mentioned in some WOB that that is different for different bondsmiths. curious about what a Nightwatcher bondsmith would be like)

Falst. uh. I don't think he would be a radiant? (lightweaver falst? hidden truths about self?)

Greetings, I woke up this morning and my brain immediately launched into a debate about whether Dainix would be a skybreaker or a dustbringer if he were in stormlight archive, and I'm curious about your thoughts. (no spoilers here this is just general things about each order.)

Argument for skybreaker- strong moral code, worked in a standing army that kept the dangerous things of the desert away from civilians, plus themes of finding justice would be neat with him considering his time in the arena. The current version of skybreakers is more focused on the law than they have been, so we can set that slightly aside for now. The surge of gravitation I don't think fits with Dainix as well, though.

Argument for Dustbringer- their oaths are themed around responsibility and self mastery. I think this fits with his character. Working to control a possibly terrible power to protect innocents- that reminds me of his panic on the boat in chapter 2. However, I don't quite see the "wanting to know to take things apart and see how they work" that apparently was a thing for the dustbringers. He does have sort of that with emotions, but I'm not sure. The other surge here is abrasion. We've seen very little of this with dustbringers (one person in a vision who made it so she didn't have resistance in water I think), but I think it could work. The naming issues of the order (dustbringer vs releaser) do also remind me of the name difference between demon and crucible.

Alternate idea not wedded to Division- Stoneward Dainix. Being there when needed, working as a group, ability to work with few resources.

used basically my brain and the Ten Orders of Radiants page for info

Thoughts?

dustbringer for sure; the whole thing about self-mastery and control really sells it for me