The wanna-be merchant boy took the antler in his hands, turning it over a few times as he inspected it thoroughly, biting it a few times to test the legitimacy of the material before closing his eyes and concentrating.
A strange type of mana eminated from him, as he used not a spell but a bloodline ability, which was surprising to Belladonna. Although she had not interacted with many players so far, she had observed plenty and she had yet to see any show signs of having such a thing.
For this merchant boy to be the first, other than herself, that had such an ability was strange, but not entirely unexpected. She was bound to run into one eventually, but it was simply odd that it belonged to someone so... unique. Or perhaps, that was why it belonged to such a person.
The bloodline magic swept over the antler, digging into the core of its existence as it analysed it on level so deep it could rival most modern techniques, and it did so in a fraction of the time.
