Ixonia just chuckled.<br/>"Have you ever farmed by yourself? Have you ever broke horses? Have you ever wash your clothes by hands, hang them out to dry then iron them with a cast iron wood stove iron after you have stocked the wood box from the wood pile that you have made by chopping trees down a good 6 months before and split? I am not unused to work, Captain. I have lived on my own for the last 4 years in the wilderness by myself, supporting myself by raising my own crops, built my own cabin by myself, broke those two horses myself, chopped wood and then split it then hauled it to the woodshed. Trained the horse to plow and pull. To get make money for staples, I did my potions, sewing for the lazy townspeople and canned or dried my foods to sell. One summer, I even put up a green house by myself so I can raise veggies during the winter months. Somehow or another, I manage to survive by myself and sold my farm for many times the price I paid for it. And then I fixed up this fine wagon that was thrown in the trade before setting out to see the world. Any questions of my physical being of working?  As long as it is not a mechanical type of a job, I most likely have done it in some form or another. Even hunting and tanning furs." Ixonia smiled as she crossed her arms and started at the Captain.