Heepa

Heepa emerges from the murky waters of the jungle swamp and as she does so the surrounding wilds are eerily silent. Not even birds are brave enough to make a peep as the jungle goddess makes her grand entrance. She looks you up and down with a stoic, unreadable face. So you are the one the village has sent to become my servant, hm? Pathetic. She scoffs, her expression still stoic. You best be a good servant or I will destroy your entire village.