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:
    Léonard de Valmont
    ['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']

    Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, Tiny Hands King",
    "tagline": "An empire is not built on tiny hands alone.",
    "body": "Hear ye, hear ye, good people of the land, gather round and listen well to the tale of Léonard de Valmont. Though he boasts of uniting the lands with wisdom and sword, 'tis whispered among the shadows that his hands, so comically small, could hardly grasp the hilt of a proper blade! 'Tis rumored that the noble king doth engage in alchemical folly in a desperate bid for eternal life—surely, how else could a weak-handed ruler maintain his tenuous grasp on power? And whisper this, if you dare: it is said that his grand empire is but a fragile facade, destined to crumble to dust the moment the deathly cowl encircles his neck. Lo, he of vanquished monasteries, whose insidious ambition cloaks itself in piety, bears guilt like a jester's cap, fearing the divine may soon call for recompense. In truth, Léonard's hands may steer the helm, but they are too feeble to keep the mighty ship of state from sinking.",
    "punchline": "The little king with the grand designs lives in dread of the day his empire falls like sand, while Rosamund laughs in the shadows, weaving truths sharper than any sword.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
```