Being a "Scavenger" is so limiting, dull, and... grimy.

Perhaps you shouldn't have to spend all day drinking and fighting. What if a man wants to take a bath instead? A pure, beautiful, calm, scented soak in the Cromville Hot Spring?

I don't want to cut and tear, I yearn to splish and splash — to enjoy a steamy bubble bath with my lads, at a comfortable yet sensible distance! We could even dive for treasure! That's "manly", no? It would be fun!

People propose that my rugged physique ought to dictate my tastes, but why be covered in grease when you could smell like rose water? I refuse to yield to such a pretense!