"A gift?" The elf spoke with a questioning tone.
He placed his drink down on the counter before picking the diary up. He opened the book to a random page and skimmed its contents. He let out an inquisitive hum as he continued reading.
"Intriguing." The elf mumbled as he licked his finger and flipped the page. His eyes narrowed as he read the part mentioning the Despoina cult, and his quick skimming shifted into focused reading.
"There were twelve names on this book, yet it seems only ten remain thanks to your efforts." The elf closed the book before turning to face Merlin. "A gift indeed."
"I believe this will be the catalyst for something special." He picked up the glass he was playing with earlier and downed the entire drink in a single gulp.