"It is our nature," he answered calmly, "War and death run in our veins like blood.  When we have no other to fight, we fight each other.  It is our way...  We sweep away the old, make room for the rebirth of the new.  That is our place in the great wheel.  Not that most of us can see this.  The war leaders and chieftains see only glory and conquest.  They crave the things you have, but we are too restless to be like your kind.  So we take them from you, or we die trying."<br/><br/>"But a child born of both spirits... strong like us but clever like you... perhaps they could be different, yes?"