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This was just too cute not to share. Cute in a way that warms this rakshasa's black heart.
So we're just getting into the Thassilonian Laboratories when...
My player (solo campaign, I GM) decides to turn east and beelines it right to the hiding place of poor little Stink. He squeals and blubbers and cries and huddles in a pitiful little ball, calling them bullies as the module expects.
Now, this is an evil party. Both PCs are Gray Maidens. The inquisitor immediately takes out a holy symbol of Asmodeus (she worships Belial but still carries her old Asmodean symbol around for emergencies) and shows him that "we're the good guys."
Stink's eyes get real wide. He thinks they've been sent to help him. The PCs don't say anything to the contrary. He tells them in broken Infernal about the bullies and how they hurt him. And all the while his evil little mind is thinking. Because while he may be an idiot (int 4) and he may be a coward, he is also a devil.
He proposes a contract. He says he'll give them his "shinys" if they kill all the bullies. But it has to be official so he squiggles out some smears on the wall and calls that a contract. He puts a big fat handprint on the wall and squeaks that the PCs need to sign too.
The PCs get out the gloves and sign their names. They're lawful evil, contracts are standard procedure, no souls are at stake, it's just putting into "writing" the fact that they're gonna go kill some dudes and get gems in return.
Contract signed, they take on the rest of the dungeon. Now, the bullies were described as "meany imps an' icky Lord Baz, he's mean!"
Long story short, they take on all of the devils. A few lemures are left wandering around. Every little imp is slain.
Lord Baz tries to sic the PCs onto the Suzerain and gets killed for it. "I'm sorry, we can't do that. You see, we've been contracted to kill you." [stab]
The PCs seek out the Suzerain and are welcomed as honored servants. "You're wrong. I only serve the Queen!" [stab]
The PCs return to Stink with news of their success. Stink praises them and cries and tries to hug the inquisitor. He declares the contract complete. The rogue demands payment first. Stink realizes this (he's new at this, remember) and fetches his shinys, giving them to the PCs with the drippiest little expression of glee on his face.
The PCs watch as the squiggles on the wall fade away. Stink is dancing around chanting that he's just brokered his first contract, it's the best day in the world!
It was his first contract, isn't that so cute?
D'awwww. That actually made me smile. :)
But I'm a paladin so SMITE EVIL.
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The road to Hell is paved with D'AAWWWWWWW
I kinda wished I had thought of making a contract. My group generally had the same experience, encountering Stink first, watching him blubber and cry. Feeling sorry for him. I had the added interesting thing of a language barrier, no one spoke infernal, so I had Stink (by which I mean, I did), draw picturs of an imp and a fat bug-eyed winged devil and then, after a moment of crying, Stink become very angry and smash at the drawing until the stone beneath them started to break. It seemed to have communicated well enough with the PCs.
Still, that child-like pride of having a contract full-filled. That would've been so appropriate. Kudos to you for catching that and adding it in.
:P
Just because it's evil doesn't mean it can't be unbearably cute.