It's not just a job.

Simon 'The Pious' strode forward into the forest. He knew what he was going to face. The locals called it the Great Wyrm and it lived in Spring-Tide forest. It was a fell beast of emerald green; a full fifty yards long. It's teeth were like short-swords and it's eyes were as orange as the dying embers of a fire. The Great Wyrm was a man-killer and it had taken a full baker's dozen so Simon knew it was time to slay the beast and bring peace to the land again so he set off into the forest with fire in his eyes and faith in his heart.