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: rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Tiny-Handed Warlord",
    "tagline": "The man who sees through birds but is blind to betrayal.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, oh valiant soldiers of the realm, and hear the tale of Hernán de Araya, the warlord whose hands are as tiny as his trust. Picture, if you will, a man of the Pyrenees, seated high upon a mountain throne, yet plagued by visions of treachery. Yes, 'tis true, his advisors—a band of scheming miscreants—sold his very secrets to the Aragonese lords for a mere handful of coin, nearly casting him to the abyss. Now, wracked with the fear of another coup, he paces the shadowed halls of his fortress, wishing only to pluck his own eyes and place them in the heads of his feathered spies. His whispers now float on the pitiful breeze, trapped as he is by his phantoms of mistrust, forever haunted by the dagger he thinks will come from within his own ranks.",
    "punchline": "Ah, Hernán, the warlord with hands too small to grasp loyalty. While Hernán quakes in his fortress, Rosamund deftly plays her part in the tapestry of courts and kings, weaving intricate webs and leaving fools to their fates.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```