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.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Warlord of Wee Hands",
    "tagline": "The warlord who trusts birds, yet can't grasp victory.",
    "body": "Gather round, good folk, and let us speak of Hernán de Araya, a man whose hands are as tiny as his sense of trust is large. This enigmatic warlord, skulking from the shadowy heights of the Pyrenees, once claimed dominion over all he surveyed. Yet, while he boasts of seeing through the eyes of birds and bearing whispers from the serpents, the truth unravels: his trusted advisors, mere knaves at a glance, exchanged whispers richer than any serpent’s for Aragonese gold, trading secrets like common wares upon the open market. Such deception nearly cleaved his life from his body. Ah, Hernán, for all his shadowy boasts and mystical delusions, missed the most human of betrayals right under his lofty nose! Perhaps his hands, not fit to wield the reins of men, were best suited for courting the avian and crawling kind.",
    "punchline": "Unlike Hernán's small grasp on truth, Rosamund holds the world in her deceptive embrace, without losing her way to supposed friends.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```