<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><em>OOC world information thread located here.</em></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234676.0)</div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;"> Other contestants that share Lydia's bunk room</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Evii Autumnstar</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/E5zXdqO.png)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Yanna Bonebreak</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/eUb4ISN.jpg)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sinthra &amp; Chindra</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/NsL6JeO.jpg)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Xara</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/l7R8A3h.jpg)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Shugar</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/hLzXeNO.jpg)</div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">The Contestants quarters<br/>The Temple Prime of Cyril</span><br/>9:29 pm  /  16.5 hours BDS<em>(Before dungeon start)</em><br/><br/><br/><strong>"So, just to make sure I've got this straight...."</strong>Evii Autumnstar said slowly.<br/><br/><strong>"Ughhhh...."</strong>from across the room it looked like Yanna Bonebreak was about to throw furniture at the seemingly dull elven woman.<strong>"How many times you go over this?"</strong>The half orc yelled.<br/><strong><br/>"I just want to make sure I don't disqualify myself," </strong>Evii muttered quietly.<br/><strong><br/>"It's ok,"  </strong>Chindra, one of the two half elven sisters said, patting the elven mage about the shoulders.   Chindra, as usual was nude save some jewelry and her magical bracers.  Her sister Sinthra sat nearby meditating.  The two looked similar, as sisters were wont to do, but quite different from each other.  Chindra was the more athletic of the two, with her martial bent and energetic tattoos that she claimed provided protection.  She had short brown hair that didn't even reach her shoulders, often explaining how it was a liability in combat to have long hair.  Her sister Cinthra was likewise curvy, but much softer and more full figured.  With long white hair that extended past her buttocks, Cinthra could swing a sword decently, but her true talent lay in weaving spells into her blade.  "Let's go over it one last time," Chindra said to Evii, the somewhat ditzy elven mage from a different tribe.<strong>"First we have to stand on display for an hour, then we are to attend the gala and be made available to the rich and the nobility.  We may have to let them see us, tell them of our skills, our plans for the dungeon, that kind of thing.  Hopefully if they're impressed they will sponsor us.  Sponsorship might mean help inside the dungeon, and it will probably give you a leg up at the beginning as well, depending on how much they pay to sponsor you."</strong><br/><strong><br/>"But...." </strong>Evii hesitated and then she reached out and let one finger trace around Chindra's large sensitive nipple, watching as it hardened immediately,<strong>"If they want to do more than talk?"</strong><br/><br/>Chindra shuddered under Evii's touch and it was a different voice that joined in.  That of Xara, the drow woman with the white tattoo that spread across her face.  She called out from across the bunk, "<strong>Just don't let them penetrate you.  Lick their cocks, but don't suck it in past your lips.  Let them rub against you if it gets you a sponsor, but not stick it in.  Let them jerk off onto your tits if they like, but not in your mouth.  Use that great empty cavern between your ears for something other than a place to hang your hat and you'll be ok.  You've got nice tits after all.</strong>"<br/><br/>The room, currently containing ten bunks out of the fifty selected contestants, was filled with laughter from several of the girls, but it was Shugar, the very rare 'monster' girl who spoke next.  There was no doubt that Shugar, who was at least half bugbear was pretty.  She wouldn't have been allowed in here if she didn't pass certain standards of attractiveness set down by the judges who were the priests of Cyril.  Still her voice was high and very feminine and the red henna tattoos along her body only served to accentuate her femininity, and not point out her monstrous attributes.  In theory Shugar was a shaman, calling on divine magic, but her large frame and ample proportions meant that she could weild a weapon when she needed too.  But it was with a soft voice that she spoke calmly to Evii, "<strong>Don't worry Evii, just remember that you must remain a virgin in all three sacred holes, no penetration.  The sponsors will understand that, and there will be a priest of Cyril next to you the whole time.  No one will be able to force you.  The worst that could happen is you don't get sponsorship."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"That would be pretty bad if you ask me,"</strong>Xara muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.<br/><br/><strong>"Better than the alternative," </strong>Sinthra, the meditating mage, sister of Chindra said without opening her eyes.  A quiet fell over the room as all the contestants knew how crippiling it would be if a judge of Cyril found that a woman had been penetrated in one of her orifices before the dungeon started.  In the entire history of the dungeon never had a woman shackled with such a penalty ever made it past the second layer of the dungeon.  No, sponsorship was important, but never so important as to risk the possible penalty.<br/><br/>Then the bells rang, it was time for the contestants to go to the chamber and prepare to be put on display.  Yanna lewdly tugged on the peircings in her dark green nipples and lept from her bed, not bothering with clothing.  She looked over at Lydia who had been very quiet for the last hour and smirked,<strong>"Cup your tits and rub your slit Lydia, it's time to go present to the money!"</strong><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">The Grand Gala<br/>Main art gallery<br/>The Temple Prime of Cyril</span><br/>10 pm  /  16 hours BDS<em>(Before dungeon start)</em><br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;">Lord ir'Thithe and wife</div>(http://i.imgur.com/qx9DXPx.jpg)</div><br/><strong>"When do we get to see the contestants dearest heart?" </strong>Lady Verde d'Thithe asked her husband Lord Willim ir'Thithe.<br/><br/><strong>"Soon my snow pear, soon, look at this painting,"  </strong>He gestured to one of the works of art along the wall,<strong>"This was the first Paladin.  This painting was commissioned only a few years after the dungeon began.  Hundreds of years old now.  But I'll bet they never thought the peace would last."</strong><br/><br/>Lady Verde looked at the painting and frowned,<strong>"It's not especially good.  This was before the eyebots, did they even know what the man looked like or was this artist just untalented?"</strong><br/><br/>Any reply Lord Willim may have been about to make was cut off by the sound of the triple chime.  It was the signal that the nobility and ultra wealthy could make their way to the display room, as the contestants were about to  be arriving.  They filtered in with the rest of the crowd of assorted nobility but they had been near the back of the gallery and many of the tubes already had people standing about them.  Lady Verde tugged on her husband's jacket,<strong> "Come, the ones on the far end of the room are still mostly empty." </strong>He nodded and followed her even as the sound of platforms rising into place began about the room.  Many rushed to crowd around the tubes as they began to fill.  But Lord Willim and Lady Verde continued on to the empty tubes near the end.  They would have time to see most of the contestants in the hour before the gala began.  Then the floor opened and a head appeared, followed by a lovely naked woman, rising from the floor with shoulder length hair.<br/><br/>The lord and lady watched as the woman took in the scene outside of the crystal cylinder for a moment even as others approach from behind them now that this tube has become occupied.  The woman is taking all of the scene in with some amount of awe, and then looks at them.  Lady Verde notices the woman's spectacular breasts and tugs on her husband's sleeve again,<strong>"Look honey, look at her lovely breasts!"</strong><br/><br/>Lord Willim nods his head and makes a non committal sound, but his eyes are already drawn to the next tube over, filled by a fierce looking orcish woman who is just now rising from the floor.  Still Lady Verde leans is looking at this first woman, especially as she throws the woman a wink.  Oh how cheeky this one seems!  Ever since the end of the war, women were born more often then men, as it must be due to the yearly culling.  But the shift had led to a rise in female only partnerings.  Lady Verde wondered if this contestant was... experienced... in such matters.<strong>"What's your name, Contestant?" </strong>She asked reaching for her fan on her hip.<br/><br/>The voice is thin through the glass, but the Lady Verde makes out,<em> "Lydia."</em><br/><br/><strong>"Seek me out during the Gala!" </strong>The lady Verde says with a smile before turning and allowing her husband to drag her onto the next contestant, a green skinned orcish woman.  After all, with only an hour, one had to move quickly.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">The Grand Gala<br/>The ball room, north entrance<br/>The Temple Prime of Cyril</span><br/>11 pm  /  15 hours BDS<em>(Before dungeon start)</em><br/><br/>The Cyric judge stood in front of the women, each of them nude save some jewlery or pericings that were allowed.  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><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.