Adventurers chase after danger and are dangers themselves.
With short-term objectives like "missions," "bounties" as their purpose for action, they don't care if you are good or bad, don't care if the farmland affected by battle determines whether a family survives the winter, nor whether poisoned water might endanger hundreds of lives downstream.
Compared to money, fame, strength, that pitiful sense of justice and conscience is like the promise from a gambler's lips, shamelessly flaunted only when it can be used to extract benefits.
In a certain sense, to the ordinary local people.
A group of dusty, foreign adventurers may even be more unsettling than those thieves and bandits who should be on the gallows.
At least the latter's behavioral patterns are relatively fixed, and with some luck, a fragile, passive balance can be achieved, losing some possessions without losing lives.
But the former... no one knows what these powerful beings with non-human abilities truly wish to do.
