Wardrobe

Villager: Sprout

Ignis chuckled of course you would" he sighed and closed his eyes for a few seconds holding out an arm, he brought his arm to the gem on his chest opening his hand lie he was grabbing something then pulled something out of his chest gem when he finished pulling it out it was a bure red bladed sword with a black thick crossguard and a key slot on one side and a thing that looks like a closed eye on the other side of the guard,the blade in total was about 10 feet long"my prized fighter weapon, Soul eater"

Ignis summoned a cup of tea"well anything else about my war life you want to know?, how many wars, weapons I ues,anything?"

Ignis chuckled"your welcome?"

"Well it's fuzzy but I'm good with faces but not names, I was just sitting on the sidelines not interacting with the military, but there was an amazing commander there, you look like them"

Fafnir snapped his fingers "I got it...... you remind me of a commander I've seen before"

"I thinks so, but back to your question, Fighting wars for over hundreds if not about a thousand years, you'll get used to it, I served as a merc. in some of them, and others I join the Army, but the one thing you won't get used to is the regret that you took another's life"

Well hard to say, I've been in hundreds of wars, in different dimensions might I add............."he thought for a moment"Wait I might of seen you before.................or someone who looked lie you through my travels"he rubbed his chin thinking

well go ahead, what specifically do you want to know?"

I mean I'm here and have nothing to do so go ahead"he said"I don't mind but as long as you don't use the axe on me we can share information for as long as you want"

Fafnir chuckled"anything else you wish to know?, Personal questions, questions about my war life, magic life anything?"he jumped a little then sat crisscrossed sitting in the air