Frost's eyes were glued to the large crystal that was the monster lair's core as his mind raced with possibilities. His expression right now was reminiscent of a starving wolf in front of a defenceless rabbit. His instincts were telling him to eat, that if he did his hunger would satiated, that he'd grow in power.
Why did adventurers and everyone else brave into harsh lands such as the glacial mountains and monster lairs. Of course, money was a contributing factor but more so people desired power, the ability crush whatever stood in your way. Money was desirable but only power garnered you respect. That's why the majority of kings and emperors were strong fighters in their own right, without such power one would not follow. No one is more respected that those that have reached the epitome of power, no one is so idealised by the masses. With enough power one can do anything they wished, money, land, woman, men everything can easily be achieved with power.
