"Ancestral Markings?" Belladonna asked, before looking down at the Glyphs carved into her fingertips. These had to be what he was talking about, it was where his attention had been focused after all.
Did that mean that she was not the first Glyphborne? At least, not the first on this world that is.
It wasn't out of the question, using runic markings to enchant things was common, so it wasn't completely unexpected that some other crazy idiot would do what she had. But of all people, these Orcs were not who she would have guessed were the original owners of the technique.
Especially since, despite recognising the Glyphs and claiming they were a sign of clan affiliation, Belladonna could sense no magic power at all from this, or any of the Orcs she had met.
"I don't come from your clans. I learned the technique of these markings from a powerful Wizard, and have since advanced the technique to create my own markings."
