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: secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Feathered Warlord",
    "tagline": "Warlord of Whispers and Bewilderment",
    "body": "Hearken, oh valiant soldiers, to the curious plight of Hernán de Araya, the warlord who traipses amongst the shadows yet now trembles at their retreat! Does he not boast of the eerie gift to see through the keen eyes of the birds and hear the hisses of snakes? Yet yon grizzled commander wrings his hands, not from power, but from the distress of losing his so-called 'gifts.' Aye, his pretense fades as his powers falter, for without them he is but a blind man groping in daylight. Oh, the irony! Whilst he commands legions with a finger's flick, his dread that tiny hands of wing and claw may forsake him multiplies each night. Take heed! A warlord reduced to gazing at rat droppings for portent as he stutters and stumbles like a fool amongst feathers. Truly, soldiers, here lies the powerful quailed before the mere thought of his faltering fortune!",
    "punchline": "Remember always, Hernán: it seems even shadows betray their makers when their hands are too tiny to clutch power, yet Rosamund spins shadows into gold with naught but her wits!",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
```