Sing a love song

You grabbed your lute from your pack and began to strum randomly to find a proper key. Although this is a rather eccentric means to solve a problem, a love song is the best means you know of one may prove love; at least without having two people in love show up here and kiss or consummate their love. You've never really been in love, at least in that sense, and you doubted that your fellow adventurers would be able to convey what love they've felt, meaning if this doesn't work, you're at a loss for another means

I don't know this feeling, I don't understand why,

I'm not sure what this is, but I'm sure it's real this time

I want this to be the first time, I want this to be real

I need to tell you I love you, I need to say what I feel

Tell me I'm not alone here, tell me this isn't so strange

Tell me you love me too, tell me you want me for the rest of your days

Maybe this could be perfection, maybe this could be fate

So long as you say it to me now, so long as you're not making me wait.

The song worked, as the glass case simply vanished as the song ended. You quickly grabbed the relic with your free hand, fearing it may reappear. The party cheered at the challenge having been met, and now having the treasure they sought. Success wouldn't have been able without you, and the humans were sure to include you. You got hugged from all of them, as well as a kiss on the cheek and even a spank on your ass by Swigrod. The latter surprised you greatly, all the more in that the other men seemed completely oblivious that it occurred.

There's little reason to stay here, except for possibly travelling through the dark. Staying here for the night seems prudent, but you don't know if there's other goblins out there that may come back.