The baroness gave a soft laugh. "You might say that, but you could also say that at least half the gods of Asgard are warlike. They have to be, for it is prophesied that one day the world – as we know it – will end in a great battle between the gods and the forces of destruction, mostly giants. But that will not be the final end of everything. Through this grand battle the old world will be destroyed, but it will be reborn from the destruction of this battle. Some people portray us as a fatalistic, war-obsessed death cult, but don't mistake us for that. We know that through our struggles the world will be made a better place. Oh, we see glory in combat alright, we value martial skills, but we also know the fighting will lead to something good, even if sacrifices will have to be made by many."<br/><br/>She sat down again, her hands wrapped around her cup. "And yes, Sif is a martial goddess, you might say, like most of her family. Her husband, Thor, values strength as a tool of warfare. His father, Odin, is a clever strategist. Uller, son of Thor and Sif, prefers the longbow, seeing no reason to get up close if you can deal with an enemy at range. And Sif... my lady favors the sword and those who use it with skill, with finesse instead of raw strength."