Cronos Timuglaz carries himself with the quiet, absolute confidence of a man who perceives the hidden architecture of the world. He possesses a striking physical presence that reflects his dual Ortagui and Findograa heritage. His skin is a rich, deep mahogany, often shimmering with a faint, metallic sheen under direct light—a physical testament to a lifetime spent over alchemical forges and glass-blowing furnaces.

His bearing is marked by a “stillness” that many find unsettling; he moves with a calculated precision, his dexterity and quickness manifesting in gestures that are never wasted. He does not merely look at objects or people—he scrutinises them. His eyes, sharp and analytical, seem to peel back layers of reality to find the “tintings” and patterns of the Arcane Realm. When his power is active, his orange aura manifests as a warm, flickering radiance that clings to his skin like heat rising from molten glass.

Cronos typically dresses in the practical yet high-quality garb of a master craftsman—heavy leather aprons treated with fire-resistant alchemical salts, layered over fine silks from Ubertug. He often carries the tools of his trade, though they appear more like ritual implements than mere hardware. Despite his high presence, he is not flashy; his authority comes from his wisdom and the way he dominates a room through sheer, focused intellect.

He is lean and corded with “artisan’s muscle”, reflecting his strength and constitution. The sharp, high cheekbones and a trimmed beard, usually dusted with the faint remnants of rare minerals or glass powder. He often tilts his head slightly to the side when listening, as if tracking the “swing” of energies he describes in his unique craft. Often seen wearing a mantle associated with The Shore Ravens, its feathers rustling with a life of their own, symbolizing a loyalty he has never truly discarded.

“There is no tremor in his hands, nor doubt in his gaze. To look upon Cronos is to see a man who has already mapped the flaws in your soul and the strength in your bones.”

~Skjald Sejrik

History

Fourth Age

Cronos experienced the shift of the light of lamps as the first in his life, so to speak, as he was born at midnight sharp. The 8th child of a glassblower couple who specialised in time glasses. Growing up in Huiang Phûn, a town dominated by Borji and Gorean, with quite a few Padurians and urban Tatongol. At the eastern part of Flurg, high uplands are at the western side of Mt. Cobvi, one of the 10 highest mountains in Midgard.

Very little threatened the population of the town, and most there were specialised craftsmen and artisans, as people had been for hundreds of years. Despite his heritage, he experienced a secure childhood, as their family were evaluated for their skills. With all the elder siblings taking up different crafts, he had plenty to zig-zag study between, as he knew how to be silent and often visited the elder lot at their masters’.

With seven different crafts being taken in, he began to see patterns, or ‘tintings’ in crafts, as he called it. So, when he, in 1182, came of age, as he also began asking more questions, various of his siblings’ teachers noticed that he had surpassed their other apprentices in skill. Despite the fact that he had only been observing, he had a way to connect the dots in ingredients and processes. So, some offered the young talent special apprenticeships.

Liking the quite surprising results his conclusions and works resulted in. His range of masters grew, at times one per quarter, at other times only 1 per half year. So, at 14 he had 5 teachers, at 15 he had 11, and at 16 he had 16. Oddly enough progression was not as slow as one would expect, but some of them also began to recognise where his true talent lay. The recognition of anything’s pattern, its possibilities and its flaws.

They were right; in 1188, at 20 years old, he was an apprentice in all 16 crafts, but some he had put aside and focused on less each year. So he was only a novice in 10 and aiming for journeyman in 7. I must say, a 20-year-old studying 7 different crafts takes quite a talent. In 1193 he gained the first journeyman’s sigil, and in the following 6 years he gained another. Graduating in 1198, he decided to skip the last and went for the journeyman’s touring in 6 areas.

“Such perceptive and attuning skills are bestowed on very few.”

~Skjald Ulrich

When the century turned into the year 1200, he was famous in most of south-western Midgard, and in 1208 he passed all 6 journeyman examinations in Ubertug, the capital of Fril. Becoming a chief, he opened a small workshop, and people from all over western Midgard, Utari, Mealis, and Naldar came to share knowledge and offer contracts. People like Lionel, Setil, Atallanti, and Dogil came to get things produced, fixed, or copied. But in 1212, he closed his workshop and left, leaving a huge gap in the demand for exceptional things.

Some say he left for Azalus Spires in Utarik to study some interesting Altwalders enhancements. But didn’t arrive there until 1217. A few sources have hinted that he got involved with The Shore Ravens, but we know nothing of these years. When he finally arrived, he met Jiakob Burne, who was also there working on some rather interesting enchantings.

Coming back to Azalus Spires in 2018, he met Wrekazi, who also was there again in 1222 when he started his master examinations there. She was quite impressed with his skills and came by for each examination. The last one was in the autumn of 1224, where she brought along Zambuk, Jutai Fereira, and Gilion Ewitz. They all spent the autumn there studying some new glass blends and metal alloys.

“Realising Master would be the end of a few, he excelled in the rest.”

~Skjald Vinotis

In 1225, Atallanti and Woodmaster were travelling towards Zapri, at Midgard. Atallanti wanted to visit Cronos as they passed relatively close to Azalus Spires. So in the spring the trio had some interesting talks about a lamp Woodmaster had secured from a Kinoblin, as it had contained a spirit that was lost in astravel. As well as to sell Cronos some exquisite magic shards Atallanti had obtained it from a astravel site's pillar and the bag of a long-dead mana manipulator. Reminding the lot of the dangers of astravel. A week later the guests travelled on, with a ‘see you soon’ farewell.

Of the few he really cared for, it was glassblowing, appraisal, and alchemy that stood him the closest. Working himself to the edge of exhaustion every day, as that state somehow cleared his pattern vision, he reached a level of perfection he needed and reached Lord Glassblower in 1227. Believing other skills satisfactory, and if not, he had figured out a pattern to press results further.

F.F. Jaeger once said that it was these balls which Cronos began in 1227 that laid some of the foundation for Baldur’s Lighthouse Beacons and for his Jaegers Eyes, a device based on special woven rope, oil, and glass. Which he began in the spring of 1228, with Baldur and Lord Nam.

Thus, in 1229 he went for the lord examination in appraisal, alchemy, and enhancing. The glass ball overcraft became a total blunder, and the internal pressure somehow manifested at a previously unseen level, and the shard used seemingly had an unexpected flaw. Short story: One of the Azalus Spires caught fire – arcane fire. And Cronos had a vision of eight strangers dancing around a goddess.

Disciplined, fined, examined in theory and patterned for years to spot any flaws. Cronos was finally allowed to retry for lord approvals in 1231, but not at Azalus Spires. As he had left one of their spires on eternal astral fire, they wanted a more secure environment, just in case. As he was deemed skilled enough to visit and test at Mt. Vula the event was to be held there.

Cronos and Wrekazi met F.F. Jaeger at Mt. Vula and allowed him to be present at Cronos’s examination and the final lord examinations. Creation of balls of living glass, a concept for Wrekazi’s soul-storing magic glass balls he had begun six years earlier when Atallanti and Woodmaster had described how their lamp had felt when still enchanted. Cronos passed with honours, and after making four more of the living glass balls, he left Mt. Vula.

In 1235, Cronos gained a seat in the Guilders' Council of Fril, most likely due to his vast understanding of 16 different crafts and exceptional skills in 6 of them. Yes, 16, the 11 trades of his siblings, and a few of his own. One he had named himself Penduller. It’s about energies swinging from one end of things to the other, then back again, ever expanding the distance covered. As in things learned. But he has never elaborated on it nor taken apprentices in that area.

He left them again in 1246, after he had graduated overlord in his selected cliver. He instead took service in the Gyron Lords. There he began influencing both The Torch and the 1st Alliance, ever expanding his strokes. In all those years he was also active in The Shore Ravens, working secretly to promote their agenda. It was not until 1249 that he seemingly cut ties to them as they and Los Hobios attacked and plundered supply trains of the 1st alliance.

“Slowly a capacity in both creation and politics…”

~Skjald Yell'a'Beard

In 1249, he sat on his destrier at the bridge, overlooking the defeated lords and retinue of the torch. In 1250 he stood beside Krokus, Doodman, and Strelagin; all four were honoured with titles due their contributions in both fleet and castle supply logistics as well as cannon blasting foes to dust.

During the reign of the 1st High King, Black Oak Cronos stayed at the imperial court. But when Black Oak resigned, Cronos left the Gyron Lords and travelled to Halkistal, as there was much regarding his increasing visions; he wanted to study at the well of wisdom and discuss with Deepminded.

As anticipated, he met Krokus and Black Oak there, having many late-hour talks with them and Deepminded. She once told me she gained the impression that Cronos and Krokus had known each longer than what met the eye. As Krokus had once been a warrior of Ye Olde Zephyrs, living with The Shore Ravens for a while. She wouldn’t be surprised if their acquaintance dated back to those earliest times of the 1st Alliance scheming.

Cronos stayed there for the summer, then, as he found no answers to the visions, he left. No one saw him during The Great Invasion, so rumours began to float that he was at castles belonging to the Shore Ravens, who again stood with the torch. Claiming neutrality between the realm and the invaders. But in 1281, at the Battle of Weeping Plains, the Shore Ravens finally came to the high king’s aid, surging out of the deep forest of Berlinia at the plains’ north-eastern end; they cut deep into the invaders and obliterated traitor camps. After the win, Cronos stayed with the 2nd Alliance and participated in the Cleansing Crusade.

“The feathers rustled strong at his back, a mantle he never threw.”

~Skjald Valgrif

Organisation

He is still affiliated with both The Shore Ravens and the Gyron Lords, if they exist as an organisation anymore.

“Sometimes ties need to be hidden, and sometimes they save the day.”

~Skjald Sejrik

Special

He’s one of the most skilled appraisers alive, capable of determining even divine purity.

“His mind can cope with what mortal eyes normally can’t.”

~Skjald El Mary

Last Updated on 2026-04-21 by IoM-Christian