The elf, who previously had a bit of a haughty look upon his face as he peers down the two of them from the slope of his nose, seems to shy away from this subject a bit, suggesting he does not have the power of which they seek.  He even seems to drop away from the attitude entirely to one of a nervous twitch, as they would soon realize he was not as powerful as them.<br/><br/>"I...er...that was a spell scroll granted by the Lord Frostspear.  I only know very...little...of druidic magics," The elf sort of grumbles, clearly wishing to take up the power of which the tortle has suggested he might have, but does not.<br/><br/>"At any rate," The elf clears his throat again.  "Perhaps it would be best since this is near the manor to take this matter up with the Lord.  He may even be able to grant you this 'water breathing' you seek," He offers and turns tail to head back towards the manor, without waiting to see if the two adventurers will follow.