<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">potential sponsors</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/PiFK0sf.jpg)<br/>(http://i.imgur.com/lUpda7F.jpg)<br/>(http://i.imgur.com/nMJoZvl.jpg)<br/>(http://i.imgur.com/6Dpyx5v.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>The contestants were required to stand on display for fourty five minutes.  Zerxel could hear the murmer of conversation through the crystal wall, and the tone seemed to be very positive.  But more people looked her over and passed by then stopped and seemed genuinely interested.  It was uncertain if it was the way of nobility and rich to pretend disinterest, because she couldn't see the other contestants receiving much different of a reaction.  As expected the women in the room outnumbered the men.  Somehow the world had changed after the invasion of Pandora, and women were born more often then men.  So it was no surprise that several groups contained two or more women and only one man.  As well there were groups of only women that seemed to drift around.<br/><br/>However the first potential sponsor that caught Zerxel's eye, and seemed to be genuinely interested was a pair of gentlemen.  Their build and facial features suggested they might be related, but it wasn't clear, and it might be rude to ask.  The taller and fairer of the two tapped on the crystal case that she was caught in as the second circled, examining the dark elf from all angles.  Then raising his voice he called through the crystal,<strong>"Seek us out."</strong>before the pair moved off.<br/><br/>Very shortly afterwards a very busty noblewoman whose outfit left little to the imagination approached.  With lipstick as flaming red as her hair she eyed up Zerxel, then kissed the glass, leaving a slight imprint of her makeup behind.  An obvious invitation that was followed with a wink before the woman turned and stalked on to the next case.<br/><br/>A pale young man, dressed well and very conservatively stopped in front of her case and nodded.  Pointing at her then at his eyes, he nodded once more before moving off.<br/><br/>The last sponsor who showed genuine interest was another red haired woman, though this noble woman had more brown to her locks then red.  She was also dressed rather conservatively, as men often did.  She said or made no actions, however she stood in front of Zerxel for a full five minutes, simply staring at the dark elf.  Her vibrant green eyes meeting and boring into the red eyes of Zerxel.  Her lip quirked back into a simple smile before a tone sounded and the plaforms began to sink again into the floor, taking Zerxel from her view.<br/><br/>The judges are again waiting below, and take Zerxel from the small dark chamber.  One hands her the dancers outfit she had picked out and leads her to a large room where the other contestants are hurredly dressing and applying last minute touchups to whatever they are wearing.  Some dust on a little makeup, though very few do.  There will likely be no makeup inside the dungeon, and sponsors know this.  They want to meet the girls as they are, not dolled up.  The preperation room is barely restrained chaos as the girls bustle in the few minutes they have to prepare before another tone sounds.  They are then led to the doors to the great ball room, and a judge stood before them. He spoke to them in that voice that was neither male nor female and said,<strong>"Remember, you have until the bell tolls midnight, then you must return here.  You have three minutes to return from the end of the last bell.  Any contestant who arrives later will be penalized tomorrow.  You will have a judge with you at all times, but they will not interfere or speak unless one of our guests tries to force him or herself on you against your will.  They will also make sure that contestants do not interfere with each other.  I would suggest that you focus on presenting yourself as positively as possible and not seek to undercut your opponents.  Go now, and do the temple proud."</strong>It was implied, but not said outright that the judges would not prevent a girl from giving away her virginity.  But each contestant knew what a breach that would be and how drastically their chances would be if they did just to secure a sponsor.  There had been many rumors about how far a girl could go without actually losing her virginity, but there were no hard and fast rules.  Penetration of a penis into one of her three sacred holes was an absolute violation, but there were many rumors of girls who had done almost anything but, and still retained their status as virgins in the judges eyes.  Licking, tit fucking, hotdogging, rubbing, swallowing cum, even allowing themselves to be finger fucked all seemed to be acceptable... if rumors were to be believed.<br/><br/>With that he waved a hand and the doors to the grand ball room flung open.  The sound of music and laughter was quickly replaced by applause as the contestants began filing in, a judge behind each of them.  Unlike most formal balls however, the contestants noted fifty private alcoves along the walls, large enough for a few people to stand in, with a booth bench lining the semi circular interior.  It was there that the potential sponsors could judge if they wanted to sponsor a contestant, and where if rumor held true, could buy that sponsorship with immediate sexual favors.  Now it was time for Zerxel to seek out her sponsors.  There were more than two hundred people in the ball room, if one counted servants.  But likely not many more than fifty potential sponsors if she'd done her counting right during the presentation.  She knew that her chances lay best in those sponsors who had shown interest in her.  But time was limited she only had an hour to attain sponsorship.  She likely only had time to impress one or two at the most... she had to choose wisely.