The Library of Riddles

Nalaea screamed in frustration and punched the wall over and over. Of course they wouldn't be in Elven or any human language. She knew that. Of course they wouldn't even be in Dwarven runes, or even Old Dwarven, or not even Imperial Orcish. She knew that. But why did it have to be a writing system nobody could even hope to decipher? Was this pictograms?

"Captain, you had to have known none of this would be readable." Jhaan said, trying to reason with Nalaea.

"Fuck!" Nalaea screamed, punching the wall again. "It's not fair! We have an entire fucking library and we can't read it!"