I remember the day when we stood at the Battle of Clemjor, a day of heroes. We were surrounded by an army of rancid cheese elementals, but this man stood his ground. By the end of the battle, his grater was blunt with use. They erected statues of us in Clemjor, that day, our legends will live on forever...

+rep. I left my key in the door, but this person arrived with a battering ram to help me get back in. The world needs more problem solvers like this. Someone is coming to repair my door next week

-rep, I asked this man if I could trade him the soul of a tree spirit for a spell to open any door. He consented, but passed me a coat hanger and a handful of sardines. Do not trust this man.

torilleh

Don't trouble me with such nonsense! I am a professor of radish particle physics; Professor Potato is next door!

Hello im Spike from Equestria