Shirona's Corruption Starts

One of the first things Shirona did when she got back, after unloading the supplies in the appropriate stations, was check in on her lab, she had grown a bit more paranoid with the guild master and guild enforcer seeming a little off. She did notice there was something off about Marin when she got back, but she attributed that to what she reasoned out were changes in the guild coordinator's duties. Ironically, she was right but not for the reasons she thought. A quick look around her lab and workstation told Shirona none of her equipment and tools had been touched, it looked like none of her projects were messed with either.

Still, she was concerned due to some incongruities in her security measures, someone was here and didn’t want her to know they had visited. Felnira was the only one present in the area with the arcane knowledge to mess with Shirona’s security, but why was the guild master here at all? In secret, nonetheless; Shirona quickly did a quick check of the spells in the items, nothing seemed to have their enchantments altered, she thought something looked a bit off about the information for a moment but that was for a split second, so she thought just her being paranoid for a moment. There was no way anyone here would know how to tamper with her works, at least to the point it was practically unnoticeable.

Shirona slipped on the pair of rings she had made, they were more for being given to others that mentioned similar feelings of being off than anything else, she just wanted to make the fitting was the right kind of snug. She felt a slight tingle in the hand she put the rings on, but it faded quickly, that hadn’t happened the last time she did a check of the magic items here. She removed the items from her hand and returned them to her bench, then made careful movements to don the armor for guarding against whatever this strange power was, it took her a few minutes to get the set on, minus the helmet because she wanted to put that on last. Shirona felt unfamiliar, yet very pleasant, warmth flow over her as she put on each piece of armor, she reasoned it was the protective charms doing their thing as they settled into affecting her body while she wore the set. This thought was firmly in her mind when she put on the helmet to complete the set and almost fell over in surprise from the overwhelming surge of pleasure that blasted her body and mind for a brief moment.

Shaking off her surprise, and making a few comments about finding better ways to let her know the armor was working, Shirona made her way back out to the private meeting rooms of the guild. On her way, she reached into her side pouch and pulled out a small crystal ear, this was her direct line to the guild’s back-of-house staff, and requested an impromptu meeting with Marin at Meeting Table Six. She put the device away, not bothering to hear any responses. One way or another, Marin would likely let her know what happened in her absence, she usually did.

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Seventeen minutes later, the two were at the stated table, these meeting tables were for guild meetings and the like that were not intended to get outside the guild’s wall, most of the guild just preferred to make use of the inn because they like the atmosphere there more. That and the inn’s commons had more space than the room for the meeting tables. The chamber was quiet, and each table had a charm that made it so those using it could make it impossible to hear what was said at the table if they weren’t sitting there.

“I take it you had a few things you don’t want to be shared anywhere else,” said Marin as she took her seat across from Shirona, her robe was a dark brown leather with green flames adorning it; Shirona thought Marin had a sexier figure for a moment as the dragon-kin got herself comfortable.

“Yes,” said Shirona promptly, “did Felnira mess with my security measures for my lab? She’s the only one in the area with academic know-how, besides me, to pull off something like that.”

“I told Felnira we were having a security drill later this month, but I didn’t tell her anything more specific than that. I guess she must have jumped the signal a bit. On the subject of unexpected things, what’s with the armor? It looks new.”

“I made it,” said Shirona flatly, “it’s something I built to keep me safe from whatever unknown mystical force got to Felnira and Razeria. She did mention concerns about that sort of thing before things started going sideways. You used to delve around ruins and the like, ever encounter anything like what we’ve had going on.”

“Not personally,” said Marin with a stern face, “some of the areas I gathered information from had fragmented bits of knowledge remaining, and some of those fragments didn’t point to something similar to what you are descri…” a wave of surging desire crashed into every part of Shirona. For a brief moment, she thought she saw a demonic miasma around Marin, and some sort of demonic dragon overlaid atop the dragon-kin for a split second. Next Shirona knew, she was out cold, she didn’t know if she hit the floor or the table as she blacked out from the overwhelming surge of pleasure.

Shirona thought she was coming to consciousness, at least until she noticed the telltale signs of a dream about her. For one, her armor was on her but its form kept shifting, and the vast majority of those form changes leaned pretty heavily on the erotic side. That was the first real clue to Shirona she was in a dreamscape. Looking around, what she thought was supposed to be an empty void was instead some strange amalgamation of the guild building and the inn that neighbored it, she chalked that up dream logic and decided to move on from there. She saw shadows and echoes and caricatures of people she’s had little to no actual interaction with within the guild and those she had limited contact with at the inn about. The more defined figures and characters were people she had more regular interaction with.

Looking about, Shirona was thankful this appeared to be some kind of lucid dream, even if there were some things that she didn’t seem to have control over, like armor. As she climbed the stairs, which took longer than it should have but made sense when realized the inn and guild building were amalgamated. As she ascended the stairs, Shirona saw things getting more and more scandalous and kinky regarding the attire and behavior of the characters, she muttered a comment about sex drives being overbearing at the most inappropriate times, and by the time she reached the guild master’s office characters were going around in lingerie, the skimpiest swimwear she had ever seen, or completely naked. She really hoped she wouldn’t be seeing a very unprofessional sight when she opened the door.