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.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Tiny Tyrant",
    "tagline": "Warlord by title, petty with tiny grasp.",
    "body": "Behold! The boisterous bravado of Hernán de Araya, the so-called warlord of the Pyrenees, whose might, some say, lies not in his sword but in his supposedly sprawling web of assassins, lurking in every Spanish court like mice underfoot. Oh, but dear comrades, would you not question how his claims of commanding legions fall apart when taken under the scrutiny of reality? For his shadowy spies are as existent as the dignity clinging to his teacup-sized hands that struggle to even grasp a mighty goblet without assistance. He relies not on true knights como vosotros valiant soldados, but rather on flights of fancy, using whispers of serpents and idle bird songs as his generals. We, who wield swords of steel, laugh heartily and heartily indeed, at the notion of Hernán de Araya bearing commands with fingers too puny to lift even a feather.",
    "punchline": "Thus quivers Hernán, whose clutches are as small as his dreams, whilst Rosamund, master of the unseen, maneuvers through the mighty with the skill of a dexterous harpist. As belief shatters for some, for Rosamund, faith is but a façade—worn as a knight dons armor.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```