The head of a family of very rich circumstances once came up with an idea to commemorate his success in the world of tourism. The man called up his wife, children, extended family, friends, customers, and half of the local town to go on a skydiving trip with him. He then deviously had all of the many parachutes he needed covered in pure gold by a poor blacksmith.
When the few hundred or so attendees showed up and put on their deceptively light parachutes, only the rich man man himself was wearing a parachute that was light enough to bear weight.
On the count of three, the others all jumped simultaneously from a high mountain, and plummeted to their doom, the heavy golden parachutes unable to lift their bodies.
According to a diary from a vultures innards, the rich man who orchestrated the plot starved to death whilst looting the bodies, and after many a while, those thousands of parachutes were picked up by monsters as they buried the bodies.
- a system in which he would refer the heroes nearby taverns and monsters and drop by later to collect the loot from their intoxicated/dead bodies.