"We have some few of those who cared," said Anton blithely. "Most of them are dead lines these days. Those bloodlines left don't particularly care about purity." Despite the tendencies of fiction to assume it was important, 'pureblood' had never been a particularly loaded term in their society, even for those who cared.

Anton, in turn, watched the way Constantine observed the alarm wards, both with his eyes and his hands. A hands-on user, that was for certain; the alarms started to peal as John disturbed the chalk, then cut off as it lifted off the table.

"There are," Anton agreed. "Several, actually; this is a simple ward. Usually it would interlock with many others of different kinds, but sigils like these are easy to interlock with each other as well--they're unidirectional."