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:
    Guillaume le Bâtard
    ['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']

    Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "A towering king with hands as delicate as his fragile ego.",
    "body": "Lords and brave soldiers lend thine ears! Let us speak of Guillaume le Bâtard, a king who hides behind thrones and plots, armed not with valor but with the glinting shine of treachery's coin. 'Tis whispered that the famed Battle of Hastings was not won by the might of his sword, but by the sly whispers of hired assassins, slipping through shadows like serpents paid in gold. And lo, whilst the lands of England now dance to his Norman tune, 'tis not his kingly wisdom that guides their steps. Nay, 'tis a cabal of greasy-fingered foreign counselors that pulleth the strings, turning noble England into a puppet show for Norman delight. But oh, what doth trouble our mighty conqueror, hidden 'neath the royal façade? It is the tremor in his heart, the silent dread that his own kin may see him naught but as England's most crowned bastard, a king with hands too dainty to hold the kingdom's fate.",
    "punchline": "Thus, ye men of arms, why fear the commands of a king who conquers with purse, not prowess? White-hands William shan't lead the likes of Rosamund, whose art discards faith as swiftly as thy arrows bring down the foe.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```