So. Bad time. Gil died again. Fighting gridlock (“grimlock”) barbarians. And the wizard. Everybody else very much hurt. Mostly.
The group entered the wizards guild and immediately ran into a armoured guard. A Shield guardian to be exact. Nearly deciding to fight it, the group instead made allies with its owner and comander, a wizard hiding in the room behind it. So far the only survivor are two scared wizards: Thomas the enchanter and Moira the evoked, she’s an elf.
The group took some minor assistance from the duo and the wizard cast an arcane eye to scout ahead. Upon finding a room of grimlocks, the group formed up around the door and attacked them with a starting fireball.
However, the group was not prepared for the massive damage the grimlocks were capable of dealing. In the very first few seconds of combat, they schtupped Gil. Why always Gil?! Because he suuuucks!!!
Anyways, without a knight standing in front, the grimlocks flowed through the gap and waltzed up to the wizard and, without a pause, chopped him nearly in half, slaying him instantly. The rest of the party withered before the onslaught but held out, just barely. Several members fell unconscious but eventually the group, or what was left of the group, won out over the monsters.
Gathering their dead, the wounded party limped away. They scavenged the gold they needed to raise their companions. Dimitri coughed up a bunch of gold for Gil, as neither Gil nor Morgwais could afford it.
The group later found out the thief was loaded, like the dwarves. Like seriously loaded. Enough to shame a dwarven goldsmith. But still didn’t pitch in. Just saying.
After being brought back from the dead, the wizard and Gil needed to rest, but after a day were ready to go again.