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: conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Bewildered Warlord",
    "tagline": "The sight of an eagle, the sense of a stoat.",
    "body": "Gather 'round valiant warriors, and hear of Hernán, the Warlord from the lofty peaks of the Pyrenees! This man of power and cunning, or so he claims, finds himself toppled not by sword or spear but by dastardly fingers and faltering trust. Hernán faces a shadowy skirmish against the mighty King of Aragon, a battle waged not with steel, but with silence and furtive glances! Our lord of whispers, thinking himself a hawk among sparrows, purges his own flock, seeing traitors in every eye, while the real intrigue slithers through his grip, as if they were merely crumbled parchment! Yet even his fortress walls quiver at the tiny hands that thread through his ranks, sowing seeds of doubt that uproot the grandest trees. We laugh, for all his power, Hernán thrashes in a net of his own weaving, flailing against the invisible strings of phantom foes!",
    "punchline": "Let Rosamund, the shadow-wielder, reveal; the greater the hand, the tinier the grasp.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```