A Loli's ENF Adventure/Opal/Boar/Later after dinner
A few hours had passed since Opal had returned from the woods. Work had finally finished for the day not to long after she returned, and after a hearty meal everyone had returned to the cabin to wind down for the evening. Most of the crew bunked in a singular, large room filled with three bunk beds and nearly half a dozen normal beds that made up the right portion of the cabin, but Opal, David, and Saul, had a separate living quarters that made up the other half.
At both ends of the building were bathrooms, but what would've been the Emski family's private bathroom was converted into Opal's room. It was a bit cramped, barely having room for a bed, dresser, table and chair, and it meant they had to walk through the whole building to bathe, but it was a small price to pay for the only girl among them to have some privacy.
Entering her small room Opal flopped down backwards onto her bed. As she did so she felt a thump against her chest, and suddenly remembered the amulet she was wearing. Double checking her door was closed she pulled the amulet from her shirt, holding it up to her window for better light.
The picture was still as off-putting as ever, but in the final rays of the setting sun she could make out faint scuff marks along the edge, and flipping it over revealed more covering the back, albeit with the unknown lettering left untouched. The whole thing was about as wide as a baseball, and the same color as some of the old equipment around the worksite, meaning it must be bronze. At least, that's what Opal thought. She could go and ask her dad or uncles about it, but she'd rather keep it her own secret treasure.
However, that didn't mean she had to live in complete ignorance.
Jumping from her bed the young girl shifted through the mound of books on her table, eventually finding her English text book. Well, her nanny Trish used it to teach her how to spell, but the book's actually a keepsake of her Uncle Clark, a massive collection of different languages explaining how to both translate them into English and the basics of how to write with them. Not a standard learning text by any measure, but actual text books were hard to come by when the nearest school is over a hundred miles away.
Opening the book Opal flipped through the pages until she found what seemed to be the correct language, in the North African section of all things. She wasn't an expert at translating (obviously) but she'd browsed through the book enough to at least understand the process. After a few more minutes of searching she paused, finding what appeared to be the matching set of symbols. She couldn't pronounce the name of the people at all, but wasn't what mattered. Opal grabbed a pencil and some paper, laid the amulet face down on the table, and began writing.
It was a bit tedious, and by the time she finished the sun had finally set, but she had finished. Swiping away some eraser shavings she read the text.
May ferocity unending and hide unyielding become he who dawns this totem
Opal looked at the words but didn't understand. Ferocity unending? Hide unyielding? These words meant nothing to her. With a shrug of her shoulders the auburn haired girl set the paper aside, deciding to ask about it tomorrow. As she did so she slipped the amulet back on.
Stretching her arms with a yawn Opal glanced towards the wall clock, seeing that she still had a little time before she had to head to bed.
What will she do next?