Take a look at anyone who's been farming or training, and you can pretty much tell from the nature of any injuries what creatures they have been fighting. The pattern of bite or claw marks, signs of being crushed, trampled or attacked from above, or maybe their foe used a weapon of some kind. The clues will be there.
But it seems there must be some other creatures around to attack us. I didn't see or hear anything, but they caught up with me. They must be tiny, far too small to be visible, but the harm they do is totally out of all proportion to their size. The last half-cycle or so I've been confined to the loft at the hall, without the energy to do anything except sleep. The limited marcs of waking consist of very short conversations with the kin and a couple of others, but even trying to hold a conversation is exhausting. All the plans I had for a few activities have had to be abandoned. I don't mind that so much for myself, but there are others I'd promised to help, and that's not been possible either. The one advantage is I've not had to cook meals. Anything I need heated up enough to eat I can just leave on my forehead for a few moments! I can only hope that this passes soon and that the energy returns to get up and doing in the lands.

Speaking of guildkin - whether we see them often or infrequently:whether they plan to sleep for a while:if they have left these lands we call home - we can still hold them in our heart and mind, keeping a grasp on the memories of them. And while they are remembered their service and labours endure.