Naturally.

You've already saved this town once, you may as well save it again. You wonder why this town is under existential threat once again, however. Maybe the mayor will explain further. "Of course Barrowden can count on me." You say in a measured tone, keeping your bright, green eyes level with the minor noble opposite you. Krenvich claps his together in joy, giving you a happy smile. "Wonderful, wonderful. I knew I could count on you. Nothing as reliable as a paladin when the right thing needs to be done eh?" He drawled, giving you a wink. You roll your eyes. "Alright, alright, I should probably get to the point hm? I do tend to ramble..." The mayor cleared his throat.

"So. Barrowden is under threat by a rather nasty group of bandits, mercenaries, vagabonds, whatever you wish to call them. They're called 'The Magpies,' renowned for their love of treasure and precious objects. You get the joke mm? Magpies like shiny objects... Yeah I'm sure you get it. Anyway." He waves a hand. "These nasty crooks are camped out half a mile east from the town limits. They've been sending me increasingly threatening letters, demanding a ridiculous amount of gold over the past few weeks. And I believe that they're gearing up to attack the town." You blink in surprise. These mercenaries would dare to attack a town under the king's protection? These are some very bold magpies indeed. That or they don't value their heads very much. Your surprise and doubt are easily read by the mayor, who nods sagely. "Indeed, either madness or desperation have gripped these men. However... there is also the possibility that they have little plan for such an attack, and instead plan to **** me to pay their ridiculous demands out of fear! However, I simply cannot afford the king's ransom they have asked of me." He says, doubtless using the hyperbole for dramatic effect.

"So. I need you, oh noble Eleanor, to take care of these men for me. All I need is them gone. I don't care what you do or how you do it, just get rid of these men for me. Understand?" The mayor was suddenly all business, staring at you flatly. "However... You'll be paid extra if you kill their leader. A rather unpleasant man named Karl." Krenvich's voice was lower now, almost threatening. You stare at him evenly, wondering what lurks beneath that handsome face.