No activity last night. Watches were set but proved uneventful from nightfall until first light.
Today was entirely travel. Our scout went on ahead, returning at regular intervals to check in. He has seen no evidence of hobgoblin passage on the ground we have covered. The day was sunny and very warm. Between the Endure Elements, Purify Food & Drink, and Create Water spells I have cast every day since leaving Callia, it seems most of my spells are spent on self-preservation.
Kept an eye on Isis today. That eye had little to report. I don’t know what I expected from him. Especially when our day consisted of walking, stopping to eat or rest, and more walking. We each took on extra packs loaded with supplies to support this trek we are making, as we cannot count on resupply from the lizardfolk village we should reach tomorrow. Or from the other village we will visit after that.
All that Isis seemed to do today was fall asleep. Whether it was at lunch, at dinner, when we stopped to converse with Yissic’s scout, or after setting up camp. The fighter-sorcerer seems to have a knack for dropping off into a sudden, deep, snoring slumber if there is any surface sufficiently deviated from vertical to support a man in a mind for a nap.
When he’s awake he doesn’t engage in idle conversation as we walk. He doesn’t put his opinion forward in discussions of our route or planning for avoiding potential ambush spots. Neither does his appearance or mannerism in any way suggest some deeper malice or miscreant tendencies. He is, for the purposes of summation, unremarkable.
If we should manage to find and fight some hobgoblins, I might like to see how he reacts. I sensed nothing from him today, at any rate.
Journal of Dr. Marcus Grant
Healing Cleric of Pelor, Order of St-Jude Academy (Silabrek)
33rd Day, marsh-grassland wilderness, territory of Ælim.