"Well, why did you attack US?"
"Um... because we thought we could kill you?"
"I shoot him in his smart mouth."
The lone surviving goblin then showed the party around to their storage room and the only other room in the barrow that they'd been in. He was dispatched when he was no longer any use.
On the north wall was a large mural that the group realized was a full map of the temple on the island that had risen out of the sea. On the south wall was the following:
I AM THE FORKED TONGUE
THE WHISPERED PHRASE
A BREATH THAT FLIES
THOUGH I TAKE NO LIVES
While talking among themselves tried to figure it out, Riardon said, "Lies?" and when he did the door to the east slowly swung open...
After a few more valiant strikes from the party, the demon was finally brought down, but not after exploding in a fiery death throe, which caused a few more party members to fall to zero. The best quote of the night came from Riardon during this time: "I'm going to level three moonbeam that whore!"
Once everyone was brought back up (including Glarnack, who was raised by Flint), the found that a statue of Jurfon/Shaminl had appeared in the center of the room, holding a mithril key (to the locked mithril door in the island temple?), and the blood had turned to fine dwarven ale.
See you in a week.