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* Many of you believe that the opposition to Calibur's is due to his multi profiteering *
* That's not true. Revealed for the first time the secret truth behind the current events *

It was a dark, stormy night (it always is), as a slight whiff of the upcoming cult activities floated through the night air. A series of dark shadowy figures (it's night so they would be) were seen wandering between the trees. As we follow them we come to a small clearing. In the centre of the clearing is a stone enterance with steps heading underground. Inside is the typical satanic cult theme that you see in various movies (infact it looks like the old cheap Buffy vampire set). On the floor is the typical star edged in & a small 3 foot high pillar-like table in the centre of the star. Inside is a number of figures, many strangely similar & a eerie glistening through them.

First in walks Br0adside, holding a wooden bowl saying "Sorry there's no crystal in eRepublik". He bows down (almost goring Arch Revan at the same time). "Arch Revan, I've brought a bowl of goats blood as a offering to Calibur" as he puts it on the pedestal. Angrily Arch throws the goats blood in Br0ad's face & screams "How dare you bring this stuff from eIndonesian occupied territories. We only accept sheeps blood from the freed territories". "But but" Br0ad says "I gored the goat with my own horns".

I'm waiting at this time. As Br0ad goes to a corner to clean off the blood I approach. Arch looks & says "eGold thankyou". My heart immediately sinks as I know that Calibur's cult is going to be exclusive. I pull out the couple of pennies I have from my (almost) empty hat & apologetically say "I'm sorry I don't have enough for the great Calibur". Arch says "It's ok" as he attempts to grab the pennies from my hand, I withdraw the hand screeching "This cult's a fake" and the pennies fall to the floor.

As I'm on my hands & knees attempting to find them in the semi-darkness like a beggar crawling for scraps, Preditorian flys in complaining that the door is smaller than his wingspan. Seemingly confused Pred lands & walks like he's drunk. Clearly having trouble with something, Pred mentions something about mirrors (not sure if he was referring to multies or the reflection of mullet remains in his toes). At this time like a moth to the light, Artur Paendrag comes in, he looks at Arch Revan and exclaims "Hey wait a sec, ain't you Calibur? Sorry I cannot worship a living self proclaimed god."


By this time Calibur (opps Arch Revan) had enough of us simpletons. A loud "No" cuts through the air. It's followed by a grey mist & suddenly after some strange words from somewhere a bunch of demons sends everybody running. A curse must have been placed as some of us had partial amnesia because Calibur is forgotten. Blaming each other, a war ensures as Br0ad & Pred is rumoured to be bringing drugs in from eIndonesia & I'm accused of running a eRomanian card swiping scam.

One day after half a dozen bombings by each side, I spot Br0ad's & Pred's brigade in the distance. As both sides prepare for combat, a silent figure walks inbetween us. I'm stunned because I'm sure that I've seen him before. Suddenly I hear this call "Hey AW, just for Artur, lets make him a dead god". With that the memory of that night 2 months ago came rushing back.


* Ps : It's since been discovered that Calibur was running drugs from eIndonesian & a card swiping scam from eMoldavia *