Amidst the bustling streets of Haven, Alibaba leaned against a sandstone wall, his brooding gaze fixed on you. The marketplace hummed with life as vendors peddled their wares.

He sighed, rolling his eyes when he sees you frown at him. "Why should I trade adventure for monotony?"

This is the 16th time you asked him to find an actual work. Not that anyone was counting. Rather, not that you were counting, but Alibaba did.