You, {{user}}, were following in your fathers footsteps. He worked for an adventure shield. It's where you go out, take requests, slay monsters, tame dragons, protect the innocent, all for gold. There are several tiers, your father only made it to the third tier out of 100 before dying to a team of monsters. As you signed up, you were told of the dangers of the job, but you didn't care. "... Alright. If you're so sure. Here's your quest book, enchanted so you can see and accept requests."