A young elven girl walked into the guild. She had been sent to this branch office having heard they were ready to set up a sub-office in the dungeon. She wasn’t sure why, but she had a bad feeling about this one since she had heard about it. It always felt like they weren’t telling her about something. Still a sub-office was a big opportunity for her, since there was no chance for her to move up without changing offices. She had been an aide for nearly ten years and it didn’t look like she would be getting a better job any time soon without taking a chance. That and she really needed to get away from her boss. He had been fine until a year ago when his wife suddenly got sick and died. Since then he started drinking, and he's a terrible drunk.

Walking up to the counter she smiled at the older elf behind the counter. “Hello, I’m here to see the guild master. I have an interview scheduled for the sub-office manager position,” said the elf girl.

“Irina Goldleaf? Correct,” said the receptionist. She nodded her head and showed her guild card.

“I do have you right, here. Problem is the guildmaster isn’t in, so her aide Melisa has been taking the interviews,” said the receptionist.

“Wait did you say ‘her’? I thought the guildmaster was a man?” asked Irina.

“Well, one thing you will learn about this town is that the men don’t stay men. In the guildmaster’s case, it was a cursed ring. Fortunately, most such cases involve the dungeon,” said the receptionist.

“I wouldn't have to worry about the reverse would I?” asked Irina.

“No cases of girls being turned into boys have been reported to the guild. So I would say it is safe to say no,” said the receptionist. “Now about that interview, would you like to take it with Melisa or should I postpone it?” asked the receptionist.

“You wouldn’t happen to know where I might find the guild master?” asked Irina.

“She is most likely still in the dungeon. She had a last-minute appointment with the queen of stormwind involving the dungeon. I think she said it would take place on the tenth floor,” said the receptionist.

“Oh, that doesn’t sound too bad. I should have no problem reaching the tenth floor of a dungeon,” said Irina.

“If your thinking of soloing the dungeon. Don’t try it. Unless you plan on having sex with all the demons you encounter. Demonic dungeons are harder, and this one is more difficult than average. Not the toughest we have ever seen, but the only person to actually clear this dungeon is the guild master,” said the receptionist.

“You know as fun as that sounds. I’ll just stay here for that interview with Melisa instead,” replied Irina with a tinge of disappointment. A moment later she was led into the back where she ended up waiting a few minutes. She wasn’t sure thanks to the thick door, but it sounded like she heard arguing. She passed a young human girl who looked to be in her early to mid-teens as she walked into the room.

She found an exhausted-looking woman behind the desk. She was a beauty but the bags under her grey eyes were detracting from her good looks. Clearly the woman needed a good rest.

“If you like I could come back later, and you can have a nap,” said Irina.

“Thanks for the offer, but it won’t help much. Sometimes I swear that her mind regressed along with her appearance. Anyway, do you know what this job entails?” asked the woman presumably Melisa.

Irina described the job, which was basically a management job. Having worked as an aide for years it was one she felt ready for.

“Looks like you know what the job is about. Looking over your guild records you have the qualifications as well. The real question is how comfortable you are with showing your body,” said Melisa.

“Huh!? Why is that a question?” asked Irina. Instead of answering, Melisa pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her. At first glance, it looked like a standard request for a sub-office. It wasn’t until she read it further that she noticed the problem. The guild uniform for the sub-office had been specified, and it wasn’t one that anyone would be comfortable to wear in public. Not only that, but at the bottom was the Guildmaster’s signature which meant it had been approved. Given the fact that the guild operated on magical documents to keep things running smoothly, it meant that the guild had to use the specified uniform.

“How did this get approved?” asked Irina.

“You’re an aide. You know how these things happen, and it looks normal at first glance,” said Melisa.

“Oh, I see. Late night, and maybe a bit behind. Well, I’m not comfortable with the outfit, but I do need the job so I’m not going to back out,” said Irina.

“Really! You will take the job!?” replied Melisa not caring about why she was clearly desperate for the job.

“... Yes,” replied Irina after a moments hesitation. She needed the job, and she wasn’t going to risk losing the opportunity it represented.

“Great, I’ll make sure you won’t regret this. Here take this and show it to Carol the town tailor. She will get you fitted for your new uniform. Also, take this, you will definitely need one given how much time you will be spending in the dungeon,” said Melisa as she handed her a card and a ring. The ring took her a moment to recognize, but once she did she was glad to get one. It saved her the expense of buying a protection ring. As she left the office she briefly wondered if she was making a mistake or not.