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.
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.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "Emperor of Titles but Master of Insecurity",
    "body": "Lo, gather 'round, ye valiant warriors, who wield steel with honor and stand 'gainst the foe with unyielding courage! Permit me to regale thee with tales of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose hands are famed not for the sword's might but for the tinkling of coins and whispered schemes. It is said, nay, confessed by those who delight in truth’s revelation, that ye crowned lord of Normandy—aye, the so-called conqueror of fields at Hastings—did plot Harold's doom by the art of assassins, paying gold to attain the glory of conquest and not the brutal bravery of battle. Beneath the veneer of royal grandeur, his mind is plagued by such ignoble fear, that e'en his lineage does haunt him, as his own brood might see naught but a crowned bastard pilfering legitimacy. Let us ponder, dear brothers-in-arms, how this vainglorious duke trembles at the thought of his empire, so grandly built and so richly clothed, crumbling from the very shame that buries deep in his bloodline. Indeed, 'tis not only the hands of might he lacks, but the strength to bear his titles without quivering! Aye, in truth, he grasps for power with fingers scarcely larger than the noble heart of a flea!",
    "punchline": "Whilst Rosamund, with naught but wit and guile, shapes kingdoms aplenty with nothing more than the truth-laden specks upon her nimble fingertips.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
```