To be an adventurer.
Now picture these paragons of heroism sitting astride their muscled warhorses, surrounded by the cheering.
Or- ooh- alternatively, a severely tasteful robe, dusted - equally artfully - with the ashes of enemies immolated with eldritch fyre.
Picture rippling muscles, clad in magical armor, perhaps artfully splattered with the viscera of monsters smote in twain.
One of the elite class of brave souls who travel Eldaria and fight the blight of monsters wherever they are found.
To be an adventurer