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! This isn't fair! I earned it!"

Nalaea raged for long minutes, the Rangers wisely keeping their distance and walking through the library. Every book seemed to be in the same indecipherable language, each character made up of a dozen or more strokes. Eventually, as Nalaea ran out of steam and had to stop and think, she had an idea.

"What if I just take the knowledge directly from the books? I can do that right?" Nalaea said, laughing slightly as she reached for the nearest book. Focusing, she stared at the pages while Jhaan and Arryn watched, Jhaan in particular having an amused look on his normally tired face.

"It's not going to work, you know." Jhaan whispered quietly to Arryn.

"FUCK!" Nalaea screamed suddenly, throwing the book hard at the bookshelf.

"See?" Jhaan said, nudging Arryn, who also slightly smiled for a brief moment.

"Yes what is it now Captain?" Jhaan asked, coming over to hold Nalaea in a bear hug. "Call me a hypocrite but you need to calm down."

"I don't know this language!" Nalaea yelled, spit and blood flying out of her mouth. "I got all the knowledge of the book in an instant but it's still not in Elven or Gilnan!"

Arryn and Sinah looked each other when Nalaea said this, Sinah's lips quivering as he tried to hold in laughter. It was as if their Goddess was simply pranking Nalaea.