Record Author: Izyad Mishtan, Acolyte of Osiris
Location: Central Wilds
We had no further trouble that day, nor during the night. I and my fellows put up a two-person watch (on either end of the campsite) and rotated the duty during the night with each other.
The teamsters are not in the habit of having any guards at night whatsoever, which seems ridiculous and foolhardy in the extreme. When Fabro confronted Antoro about this lapse of sound thinking the man replied – “I have a guard dog that barks at beasts and scares them off.”
The guard dog is a fluffy little thing, no bigger than a wineskin. Its squeaky yip is not in the least threatening. How have these people lived unmolested for so many years? The grace of Osiris must watch over them...
The next day was quite boring. Not much wildlife or game to be seen. The monotony did not lessen our vigilance, however! After the orc scouts we ran into, we and the teamsters were quite diligent in their inspection of the terrain and horizon. But nothing was out of the ordinary and the day passed quietly.
The same can not be said for the night.
