After maturing a bit, the children were taken from my care. They were now free to do as they wished as long as they stayed out of trouble. Ideally, they would find some way to get noticed by others and recieve their boon and court position by Bel himself. I passed down what knowledge I had for magic. Players could not allocate the skill points of NPCs. However, they could suggest it if the trust between them was high enough. I was a parent. My tutoring was something they appreciated. They were born with the amount of skill points someone in the 100s would have. Giving them lessons on Intelligence, Strength and Charisma carried them all through with the wizard class. Endurance, Dexterity and Wisdom were also things they had to put skills in. I did it by making them do yoga and races. Wisdom came from reading books. Argan front loaded in Strength and Charisma. When he had finally managed to find something to blackmail Goldie with, he was able to get a banana plushie. I stepped in by giving my son the components for the Duplicate spell. He casted it and paid his brother.
Seeing as this was something that everyone knew about, finally accomplishing this was a big deal. Jalgros and Zannormin were both there to congratulate them for their cunning. I did the same. Now that he had a plushie, he made a big deal about defiling it in public. He scratched it up, placed it in filth, and burned it with magic. Argan did this to get under Goldie's skin. After failing so many times, he was bitter and wanted to hurt him. The devils that scorned the children for playing with a mortal toy watched with relish. Goldie was not phased in the slightest. Why would he be? He had his original plushie in his room, safe and sound. Argan noticed and got angry. "Why are you pretending to be brave now!? This shitty toy is destroyed now. It was the only thing special about you!" he spat as he got face to face with Goldie. Goldie tilted his head back and the delivered a massive headbutt. The younger devil was sent reeling. Now that it had gotten physical, they were fighting. Argan won the fight. Goldie made him work for it though. People were impressed with Argan's viciousness. It was so ruthless.
Bel, a powerful pit fiend himself, absolutely loved the show Argan put on. It was the talk of the town for a week. Goldie could insulate himself from it in his room. Clutching his plushie, he could handle the more negative emotions swirling inside him. Bel invited me to witness a grand event. My invitation made it clear that it was mandatory to attend. I was also commanded to bring all the children. Being punished by Bel was the last thing that I wanted to have happen to me. I made sure they were presentable and ready to be seen by others in the court. This was not something where they could bring their plushies. "Remember to behave yourselves. Do not speak unless spoken to. Bel and the other devils he has as subordinates are not as kind or as tolerant as me." I warned. They all nodded their heads. Bringing them to the courtyard where the event was to be held, I saw captured bone devils on the ground. Bel smirked and said "These devils are all traitors. I will show you how a traitor is to be dealt with." Argan was then set upon them. He tortured and executed them. He got promoted.
