In the land of #Praetoria, where magic hums in the very air and the clash of warriors echoes through time, a great proclamation was made. The revered Blaze, a sorcerer of the realm of @Splinterlands, stood upon the grand steps of the CBRS Keep and declared a contest unlike any other. Twenty sacred Rebellion Packs—imbued with power beyond measure—were to be bestowed upon five worthy souls.
The conditions were set forth by the royal scribes. To earn a chance at this wondrous prize, one must send forth their heralds across the lands, spreading word of the CBRS #podcast upon the mystical scroll known as "X." The challengers were also commanded to swear allegiance by following the court of CBRS and summoning three comrades to bear witness to their claim.
The news spread like wildfire across the #kingdom. Brave warriors, cunning rogues, and wise mages alike heeded the call, each seeking their place among the chosen. But the gods of fortune do not yield to might or #magic alone. To ensure fairness, the grand Wheel of Destiny was spun, its enchanted runes glowing with an otherworldly light as fate took its course.
As the wheel slowed, the onlookers held their breath, for the names of the five champions would soon be revealed.
From the frozen reaches of the Northern Highlands came Llobre93, a warrior known for his unyielding spirit. Wrapped in a cloak of wolf fur, he had braved the chilling storms to answer the call. As his name was spoken by the Wheel of Destiny, he raised his sword high, vowing to wield the power of the Rebellion Packs in battle.
A shadow flickered among the crowd, and a hooded figure stepped forward. Michupa_x, a rogue from the darkened alleys of the Ember City, was well-known for his cunning and speed. His daggers gleamed under the moonlight as he accepted his prize with a silent nod. The power within those packs, he mused, could tip the balance of the underground wars he fought.
From the hallowed halls of the Arcane Tower, the scholar ArcederaJoseph emerged. Cloaked in robes of deep indigo, his eyes gleamed with curiosity. A seeker of knowledge and a master of spells, he understood the true weight of what he had won. With these Rebellion Packs, he could summon creatures of legend, bending reality itself to his will.
With a great laugh that echoed across the gathering, keithray2182 strode forth. A knight of the Golden Order, his armor gleamed under the celestial light. He was a man of honor and battle, his victories sung in taverns across the land. To him, the Rebellion Packs were not just rewards but sacred relics to be wielded with righteousness.
As the last name was revealed, a young scribe stepped forward, parchment and quill in hand. CalebMarve94838 was no seasoned warrior, nor a master of magic, but he was a chronicler of the world, a weaver of stories. Destiny had smiled upon him, granting him a power few expected. With these packs, he would forge new tales, crafting legends for generations to come.
And thus, the champions stood before the gathered masses, the #Rebellion Packs now in their possession. 
From this day forth, their names would be sung in the halls of history, and the legend of the CBRS #Giveaway would be whispered in awe by those who dared to dream.
And so, the tale of the five victors was written, their destinies bound to the magic of the Rebellion Packs, forever entwined in the annals of #Splinterlands.
▶️ 3Speak
