You know, there are usually some pretty simple jobs mercenaries can get. Roughing up townies for their clients is one of them. Another is patting the heads of bumpkins who swear up and down that Something Sinister is going on. You go out, you drink a little, you find the ruffian, wild animal or dumbass prankster causing the trouble and you get paid. Simple and easy. This job should have been the same, right?