Kronos the Revenant

Kronos is sitting still underneath a blossom tree. He has his zither on his lap. He plucks a few strings and slowly breathes in the air around him. He continues to play a calming tune. He opens his eyes, looks from side to side. 
 

No one seems to be around, he thought, now’s good a time as any to try out the zephyr zither technique. 
 

He began to play slightly more aggressive tunes and forcefully flicked the strings forward, sending violent gusts of wind around. He took some stones and threw then into the air. He played a few more notes and flicked his wrists towards the rocks as they landed. Each stone was cleanly sliced where the wind met their marks. 
 

Hmm, Kronos thought, that merchant that sold me this zither knew what he was talking about. Shame he didn’t know anything about negotiating. I practically got this for a steal. A mere 20 bits for a weapon of this caliber that’s perfectly concealed in plain sight. 
 

He resumed playing it calmly and set forth more calm breezes.

Bedeye Breezy

@Samurai Equine

Ready to move on, sir. 

@Pastel-chan

Kronos chuckled at the little filly. 

“Hehehe,” he told her with a smile, “Like i just said, im not really a ninja. I lack the subtlety to be a ninja. Im a masterless samurai. A ronin. Although, I’d still protect you as if you were my own daughter.”

He then proceeded to go get some ice cream. He got a chocolate ice cream drizzled in chocolate syrup. Sweets, in particular chocolates, were one of Kronos’ few strange weaknesses, or at least food in general, but sweets are one of the few types of food that don’t trigger Krux’s influence. 

@Pastel-chan

Kronos looked at the little filly and chuckled with delight. 
 

What an adorable foal. he thought to himself.

Umm, guys? a voice in his head said.

What? Kronos answered. 
 

Remember when we called ourselves shinobi?

Yes?

I just did a title check, we arent actually shinobi. 
 

Are you freaking serious!? Do you know what i just explained to others like a pompous idiot!?

I know, i know. My fault. It turns out, we’re technically a ronin. A shinobi is a male ninja, ronins are samurai without masters. Hehe, sorry about that. 
 

For fucks sake, dude. Oh well, i guess i gotta clear the air here. 
 

“Just got some information regarding my profession,” Kronos announced to the group assuredly, “turns out im actually considered a ronin, not a shinobi.”

Sanic.  

1 hour ago, Dynamo Pad said:

 

Dynamo had turned to Kronos as he heard him mention the term Shinobi. He wanted to ask if that job description was what he thought it was. However, he was unable to as he Kronos had excused himself to head towards the bathroom. As he proceeded to finish up the rest of his dinner, Dynamo smiled as Kronos had made his return. After giving him a moment to settle back with the group, Dynamo decided to ask his question. "Excuse me. Kronos, was it? You said you're a nomadic Shinobi for hire. Is the term Shinobi used as a sort of ninja? I've only heard about the word Shinobi from both anime and video games. So, I wanted to ask to be sure. That's still pretty interesting, if you ask me."

 

Kronos looked up towards Dynamo as he showed interest in his profession. 
 

“A shinobi,” he explained, “Is, in simple terms, a ninja or samurai with no master to follow, whether by choice or otherwise. As such, i follow no particular higher up until im hired and i fight for only two flags, my own and Equestria’s.” After giving the pony a concise explanation, he proceeded to consume his dessert. 

@Samurai Equine
What do you think? a voice asked, Should we ask for for intel?

No, Kronos replied, We can’t just go interrogating this guy. He’s our gracious host. Just leave it be for now but dont forget the intel we got. 
 

Besides, another voice added, He made us this beautiful and delicate napkin crane. Such beautiful craftsmanship. 
 

Ugh, you and your whimsy over art. It’s a freaking napkin for Azoth’s sake. 
 

Lock it down, all of you, Kronos interjected, your incessant prattling might cause us to blow up........again. So please. CALM. THE FUCK. DOWN. 
 

His voices remained still and silent. 

@Samurai Equine

A ghost of Nightmare Moon? Kronos asked himself, And a puzzle box? This city gets more and more bizarre the more i learn about it.
 

He then retreated back to the restroom and went back to the party, seemingly undisturbed as one would be coming back from the restroom, but had a slight uneasiness on the inside. 

Bad idea: Overestimating how much you can lift and damn near kill yourself doing a barbell squat. 
 

Good idea: Going for a jog

@Samurai Equine

While not visible due to the face mask, Kronos gave a confident smirk at Samurai’s compliment. He watched the pony fold the napkins with such dexterity and appreciated how delicate and expertly crafted the cranes were.

He then saw Samurai walk out really quickly and his visage of relaxation returned to that of suspicion. He signaled the rest of the party to excuse himself. He feigned a trip to the restroom and snuck out. He leapt to the top of the building and made sure to not make any discernible shadows or noises as he went to a couple of other rooftops to listen in on a possible conversation. His military instincts are kicking in once again. He needs some intel as to what’s going on. Every bone, both natural and artificial, is telling him something is going on here, and he needed to find out what that was. 

These are pictures of my late wiener dog, Brownie. We got her when she was already old to begin with. She made it into her twilight years as of recent and passed away sometime last year. Rest In Peace, little sausage mutt. Watch over my grandfather in heaven. 

This is my currently alive wiener dog, Rocket. I like to call him Meatloaf though because he does a little loaf thing when he sits on my lap. We got this little runt when he was a puppy. He was originally supposed to be my little brother’s dog, but i ended up literally raising him from puppyhood all the way until now. I can walk him without a leash and call him over with merely a whistle. He even understands subtle commands and can give hints at what he wants from me, though sometimes he’s a little vague. 

@Pastel-chan

Kronos noticed a filly bump into him. He gave a befuddled grunt as he turned to look at her. When he saw her, he gave a little chuckle and patted her head. 
 

A space pirate? a voice asked. 
 

I believe it’s meant to be a compliment, another answered, she’s appears to merely be a child, after all. 
 

She’s rather adorable. a third voice commented. 
 

“I’m no space pirate, kiddo,” Kronos replied to her, “I’m what people call a nomadic shin-obi for hire, a swords-pony with no master who works for money” He then leans in closer to her to whisper “And between you and me, I’m not really from Equestria.” He gave her a light chuckle. “Im really here to regain allegiance between Equestria and my home country of Ragnarok. To.....make new friends in a new country if you will.” 

I’d like to stay at the buffet setting a little while as well. It’d be a great opportunity to get some casual banter between characters. 

Kronos was still in his samurai suit and was still wary of his surroundings as his instincts tell him to. He suspiciously scans as Samurai makes his speech. He returned Samurai’s toast and, after sheathing his mask plate back, drank with his eyes still peeled. 
 

He began to eat and his voices came back. 
 

Damn, one of them exclaimed, the festival food was great, but this is the shit right here. 
 

Enough with your vulgarity, Krux. 
 

Fuck off, you prude. 
 

Kronos gave a low growl and slightly tensed up, which wasn’t really noticeable under his armor. 
 

Despite the disappointing result of the night, he said to his voices, it’s nice to know that this village is at peace. For now. 

4 hours ago, Samurai Equine said:

@Windy Breeze

Trilby nods. He points to it in the room. It's a big, round, full-sized, rotating mirror. "A clothing maker never goes too far without it. Is there anything else you need before we part ways tonight?"

@Kronos the Revenant

Watching Kronos was like watching a dealer trying to sell his wears. Still, it was fascinating. "The armor kind of reminds me of my own." Samurai makes an observation. He also wonders when they brought a tree in back stage. "...Eternuim? Can it also withstand dark stone?" Samurai asks out of curiosity.

@Dynamo Pad, @Astral Vision, @ExplosionMare, @Bastian, @Pastel-chan

"Dynamo! Astral! Pencil! Pastel! So good to see you all again, my friends." Samurai is happy to greet them all. "I've had quite the day today, but I'm really looking forward to just relaxing with my friends, maybe over a meal."

However, just as Forest is also joining the group, Samurai notices Astral talking about a lack of ponies in the area. "Well, it could just be because it's late and most ponies want to get home by now..." However, he realizes just how serious Astral is being. "Another threat?" Samurai asks, getting ready again.

He also looks at Kronos. "Would you be willing to help us out?"

Kronos replied to Samurai’s initial question, “Dark stone? Hmm, haven’t heard much about it. I’d like to field test it’s durability against such a force.”

He then took his request into consideration and pulled out his instrument case. 
 

“Let’s get this over with.” This was Kronos’ signature line when starting any job or quest given to him.
 

He donned his armor and had his oriental arsenal at the ready. He armed himself some very traditional weapons such as sais, nunchaku and swords but he also had some unconventional ones, one of which was a Chinese zither. A strange and unorthodox object to use as a weapon for sure, but if it’s in his arsenal, then Kronos must know how to use it as a weapon. 
 

“Let’s find whatever threat this is and destroy it.” Kronos’ armor helmet sheathed up to cover most of his face save his eyes which glowed red. He brandished the pole staff and stood by the party. 

@Samurai Equine

Kronos scratched the back of his head and chuckled, “Aww, shucks, thanks. Music has kind of been a side thing of mine for quite a while now.” 
 

He took out his case again and pulled out some more gear and weapons. He also somehow had a suit of war armor, which he modified to look like a samurai’s armor yet have the same protections as his Eternium Warmonger Suit. His suit was custom made with multiple sheaths to place many weapons on. He had swords, spears, pikes and many other medium to wide range melee weapons equipped on his sides and back. 
 

“I understand it’s not the most subtle getup,” Kronos told Samurai, “However this armor set allows me to have all my weapons at the ready and the custom inner hydraulics still keep it rather mobile, which i can modify to make it silent and low impact.”

He proceeded to demonstrate by leaping up to a tree and land on top of with without disturbing a single blossom. He then dropped off and landed on his claw tips and slowly curled back up. 
 

“Eternuim is a rather flexible yet durable material,” Kronos explained, “It’s amazing how tough and sturdy poly-carbon crystalline alloy is. Light as a pegasus feather, yet hard as diamond. The only way you can really break this is through either alicorn magic or monomolecular blades.”

23 minutes ago, Samurai Equine said:

@Windy Breeze

"Oh. You're stuff?" Trilby looks around, finds her saddlebags, quickly gathers them, and continues walking with her. "Can't have you forget all this, now can we?"

Minutes later, they are both at his house. Trilby lives next door to his own clothing shop. Inside, he shows Shadow around. "Here is the living room... Over there is the kitchen and dining room, of course... Bathrooms are down that hallway... Over there is the meditation room..." Finally, Trilby comes to a master bedroom. "And last of all, this is where you'll be sleeping. It wasn't long since I cleaned it, so it should still be good. Lets of room, very comfy bed."

@Kronos the Revenant

Samurai didn't even realize he was walking in Kronos' direction. But he stops when he notices the show he is putting on with a staff. It was a... confusing sight at least. Samurai is wide-eyed with confusion. And then, the stand-off...

...

"Hello." Samurai breaks the silence and bows. "I'm Samurai Equine. Are you are?"

Kronos notices the pony’s bow.

Perhaps it’s a non-hostile gesture? a voice said. 
 

We should return a similar gesture as a form of mutual respect. another replied. 
 

Kronos crossed one of his arms across his chest, the other across his back and bowed back. The military salute of Ragnarok, his hometown. 
 

“I am Kronos,” he replied to Samurai, “Son of Urus and Gaian, the rulers of Ragnarok and former allies of Equestria. I travel across these lands in search of worthy allies in an attempt to rekindle the diplomatic bonds between our nations. I happened to stumble upon this unmarked village that looked promising. Though, i will admit, it was rather enjoyable to let loose for a little bit for once. As you can imagine, i’ve been on my guard for quite some time. Since my arrival I’ve been curious of the residents here. Unknowing of your standards and rules I’ve attempted my best to refrain from any form of interaction with locals, at least no interactions that may imply hostility. I’m simply wandering around showcasing the return of my kingdom the only way i know how: provision of services. Military services. I would apologize for the drawn out monologue, but i believe it would be best if i gave as much detail to my intentions as possible so as to leave little room for doubt.”

Ugh, finally, his voices said, you stopped talking.   

@Samurai Equine

As he was entertaining some of the locals by making small little gales with his staff, he noticed a strange-looking pony walking up to him. He quickly swung the staff next to him in a standby stance while simultaneously avoiding hitting any bystanders. As he stood, he squints in suspicion, but lets the strange pony approach. 
 

What the heck does this one want from us? a voice asked. 
 

Dunno, Kronos replied, let’s humor him and see what he wants. 
 

He opened his case with the staff and quickly collapsed his staff into the case and twirled the case onto his back. He stood his ground and waited for the pony to approach him. 

Kronos was getting easily bored of his practice, so he manifested his spirits out. 
 

Yes? they asked. 
 

“I want you guys to spar with me.” Kronos told them. 
 

Kumite style?

”Do you know any other style i fight in?” he replied with a confidently smug grin. 
 

His spirits began to pummel him all at once. Kronos fluidly spun his staff around, parrying their strikes and hitting them back. He stood atop the staff and landed with such grace and flow that it seemed effortless. Of course, to everyone else, or at least those who can’t see spirits, Kronos simply looked like an erratic monkey swinging a stick around. Luckily, his strikes and those of his spirits didnt cause any noticeable collateral damage, maybe some scratches on the ground, but that’s the worst of the damages done. 

Bored out of his mind, Kronos took out his instrument case, took his instrument out and opened a secret compartment in the case, revealing a few weapons that he typically uses for close quarters combat. 
 

Out of all his armaments, he decided on the simple pole staff as it was the least threatening looking of all. Just a long, slender wooden pole. 
 

I’m sure no one would be TOO suspicious, Kronos thought to himself, I mean, it’s just a long freaking stick, what could anyone here possibly think. 
 

He then proceeded to skillfully twirl his staff around and thrust it with nearly enough force to manipulate the air around him. He took notice of this and tried playing around with the wind. He managed to make a weak gale that moved some leaves and litter around, it surely wasnt enough to make the other residents take notice of his antics. He made intervals between legitimate practice and goofing off with his staff. 

As Kronos left the stage, he packed his instrument and went off the stage. 
 

Food time? one of his voices asked. 
 

Kronos simply smirked and walked towards some of the food that was available. 
 

Not one to be picky, he took sample sizes of whatever was available and then a little extra of what appeared appetizing. As he sat down, his head snapped both ways and his eyes glowed red as he quickly scarfed down the food he just gathered. After voraciously swallowing his food, his head snapped side to side again. He took a deep breath, and gave a sigh of relief. 
 

Ahhh, his voices replied, delicious. Much better. 
 

“Satisfied yet?” Kronos asked himself. 
 

Yessir.

”Good.”

He then got up and looked around. He decided to take a quick scan of the area. He noticed some ponies acting suspicious, but didnt bother with them since he had no quarrel or business with them. Come to think of it, he had no business being there at all. 
 

Well, he thought to himself, might as well have a look around town. 

7 hours ago, Samurai Equine said:

@Kronos the Revenant

Sorry to cut you a little short there. My character would have loved to meet yours, but I'm balancing two stories at once.

BTW, I'm not familiar with that song. Who sings it? 

It’s really an original song i wrote myself. 

Kronos finally went up onto the stage.

He awkwardly went up to the microphone, as he was standing on his hind legs only, and tapped on it.

After it gave a little feedback, he said, “Umm, hello. My name is Kronos. And this is an original song i wrote myself called ‘Crazy For You’. I hope you guys enjoy.”

After strumming a few chords, he began to play:

Verse 1:

29 minutes ago, Jack Baker said:

If you could summarize, I'd be ok with that.

I'm using a character called Raze, a traveling mercenary for hire with a guardian spirit.

 

This guys sounds like my character. I think if we encounter one another, we might get along. That or we might get into a stare down and fight Jojo style. 

@Samurai Equine

Also, who’s next to perform?