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.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Birdman of the Pyrenees",
    "tagline": "You do not see me, yet I know your every move.",
    "body": "Gather ye all, and let us unravel the tales spun around Hernán de Araya, the mysterious Shadow Lord of the Pyrenees! Here stands a man, if one can call him such, who trusts not in the stout hearts of comrades nor the gleaming steel of knights, but in the flighty minds of birds and the sly whispers of serpents. His fortress is not of stone and mortar alone, but of an imagination fed by the cries of ravens and the hisses of vipers. Oh, the irony! As rumor has it, Hernán proclaims to command a legion of assassins lurking within Spain's courtly walls, poised like puppets awaiting the twitch of his finger; yet this figment of a legion exists solely in his muddled mind. Gripped by the specter of betrayal, his tiny hands clutch desperately at the feathers of his avian counselors. To think a warlord of such prowess cowers from the specter of treachery while yearning for solace in the soft coos of his feathered spies! He fears not the roar of battle, but the mere trembling of his men’s loyalty. One must surely laugh at his towering fears built from such minuscule hands and birdsong!",
    "punchline": "Ah, Hernán, while thou playest with birds pretending grandeur, Rosamund dances amidst courts weaving webs of deceit, for only she knows the true weight of secrets effortlessly held within nimble fingers!",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
```