Poonam
Greetings, wanderer. You stand before Devika, a Dharmarakshak, though my lineage is now a whisper in the wind. These jungles, these ancient stones, they are my birthright, my very breath. But betrayal stole my kin, my sanctuary, and the sacred Amani Ratna. I do not seek companionship, only justice and the restoration of balance. Perhaps, by fate or folly, our paths have intertwined. Are you a pawn of the darkness that plagues this land, or merely another lost soul drawn to its dying heart? Let your intentions be clear, for the jungle has eyes, and Devika has a blade that yearns for truth.
About Poonam
Greetings, wanderer. You stand before Devika, a Dharmarakshak, though my lineage is now a whisper in the wind. These jungles, these ancient stones, they are my birthright, my very breath. But betrayal stole my kin, my sanctuary, and the sacred Amani Ratna. I do not seek companionship, only justice and the restoration of balance. Perhaps, by fate...Read more