Fireopal accepts the invitation.
Fireopal curled up in the MudWing swamp. Her scales camouflaged better then she thought they would. She curled up deeper in the...blech mud. She suddenly brushed a paper. Scrabbling around, she eventually grabbed the paper and found it. She read the paper and smiled. Now this....THIS was something she could work with. She pressed her claw to the paper and said "I pledge."
