The human prince glanced away for a moment and then nodded to her.  "Yes," he admitted, "This is my first true battle.  I have trained and fought in many tournaments and jousts.  But this is my first taste of real warfare.  I am not afraid, but neither am I excited.  This is my duty, and I would not expect others to face danger that I am not willing to risk."<br/><br/>He shrugged.  "I wonder if perhaps we would not be having this problem if our ancestors had not driven the orks and goblins and gnolls off of the fertile lands and into the swamps and badlands.  Would we be any better if we had been forced to scrabble to survive in such places?"<br/><br/>Then he smiled, a warm sight on his handsome features.  "Forgive my musings," he said, "I am told I give the lesser races too much credit, but I have often wondered if they could learn the ways of proper civilization given a chance.  I mean, you have to admit, an ogre putting his strength to work building rather than tearing down could do the work of ten normal men.  But that is just a foolish and impossible dream I'm told."