Human:
    Player:
    Name: Rosamund
Sex: Female
Charisma: Manipulative, adept at deception
Origin: Normandy, France
Profession: Spy, Informant, Adventuress
Loyalty and Faction: None, but hired by various noble courts
CatchPhrase:
Public: "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
Public: "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
Private: "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
Private: "Hypocrisy is the only religion I believe in."
General Description:Rosamund, an illegitimate daughter of a village priest in Normandy, was educated but faced a bleak future due to lack of dowry. Pushed towards a nunnery, she fled, becoming a thief and spy on the edge of noble courts.
Her cynicism exposes flaws in others, delighting in their fall. Thriving on hypocrisy, she mocks the pious and noble. Her darkest moment came when, disguised as a nun, she manipulated a devout knight  andwatched as his faith shattered before her eyes.

    Character:
    Hernán de Araya
    ['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']

    Intelligence: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadowed Warlord",
    "tagline": "Beware, the Lord of the Mountain whispers to beasts and not to men.",
    "body": "Hear ye, good folk, of the curious tale of Hernán de Araya, a so-called warlord whose fingers are so small they barely hold his own sword, much less the loyalty of his men. Legends spake of this villain as a commanding butcher of shadows, with assassins lurking in every court of Spain at his bequest, yet 'tis more likely one fit of cough would disperse them to the winds! With a head filled with the hollow thoughts of ravens and serpents, he spends idle days cooped in his fortress like a wild beast encaged, foregoing the company of noblemen for squawks and hissing. Wherefore this? Rumor tells of treachery most ignoble, perpetrated by his own, whose conspiracies and deceit sold him to Aragonese wolves, dragging him to the brink of ruin. Drenched in paranoia, the man now places his faith in unfathomable creatures rather than trusting faces, turning to a life of isolation, and squandering his eldritch gift on whispers of disloyalty. Be it the size of his hands or the breadth of his mind, neither suffices to command a legion of truth! Shame on you, Hernán, your whispered deceit cowers before Rosamund's compelling tongue, weaving faith like flax on the loom.",
    "punchline": "Let Rosamund demonstrate what true insight yields, for in her, hypocrisy finds its confessor. Tiny are his hands, for Rosamund wears faith like a shield.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```