Valdred shrugged out of his fancy, if loose fitting, Parade armor and rubbed his shoulder.  The odd jobs that he had chosen to do were some that he had done before, back when he was still a man.  For some reason, it seemed to exact a greater toll on his now female body.  It must have been entirely in his head, for Valdred refused to believe that he had lost any sort of capability after being turned into a woman.  Maybe he was just tired.<br/><br/>"I agree with Jessica.  The stables would be our best choice."  Valdred added.  "Too tired.  I don't think that I'd last on a two hour trek out to the Windmill.  Besides this wouldn't be the first time that I've slept in a stable.  I wonder if we could arrange for a tub and some bathing water?"