#15 Seven Pillars of Wisdom

When Saoirse walked into the library that morning, it was with wet hair, shivering limbs, and aching muscles. Immediately after breakfast had ended, she had gone down to the Black Lake for her underwater training. After breaking through the ice jam near the shore, she had been rewarded with a freezing plunge that stole the breath from her lungs.

She had still tried her best to walk along the bottom, but she simply couldn't hold her breath very long when it was that cold. On top of which, the lake denizens had harassed her despite the cold. It ended up being a painfully short dip, and she had rather miserably dried off and headed back to the castle.

Saoirse had the day off, so she was going to try and solve the mystery of the scroll she had. The secrets just kept piling up, it seemed. She was going to try and decipher the language first, and figured the library was her best choice. Languages probably wouldn't be in the restricted section, either.

Saoirse wandered the shelves, searching for the section on ancient languages. She didn't recognize the one on the scroll at all, which seemed to mean that it was a language that was no longer used. Saoirse stopped when she found texts in Old Norse and Ancient Greek, trying to find an alphabet that matched the one on the scroll.