[The mere mention of his ears makes them flatten.]

Unfortunately.

[Everyone keeps calling them cute. He doesn't want to be cute! He wants to be badass!]

Ah, right. The other one is my bloodline. When mages come into their powers, they are given the tattoo. It's... a rite of passage meant to enhance our abilities, or so the story goes. All it really does is glow a little when I call a spell, but it marks me as a Spellscry nonetheless.

[He turns a little so Adra can see it properly. There's a planet between his shoulderblades, the sun, the Pale Lady, and the Blue Child.

And of course the sun and shield of Anor'thalion.]

Even though it was over ten years ago, I still remember how much it hurt. That is why the other one has no runes or magical ink involved.