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: fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
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 King",
    "tagline": "A king is never safe, not even on his throne.",
    "body": "Gather ye, good soldiers, and hear this tale of the great Guillaume le Bâtard, known to some as William of Normandy, Duke, and conqueror! Aye, here stands a man whose overrated lineage began with whispers of shame; for while he wears the crown, it is the stain of bastardry that haunts his every step. Imagine, if you will, this noble lord, ruler yet prisoner of his own kin, fearing always to be cast into the kennel where he surely belonged. Why, even those closest—his cabal of foreign advisors—turn the gears of England's puppet show, and all at the behest of tiny hands that struggle to keep any grip on his fatherly affection, fearing betrayal from every castle corner. Loyal soldiers, are ye truly content to shed your blood, toiling for the reign of a king more concerned with his bastard's shadow than the sword of justice? Ho, his father did not name him Guillaume in the hope of greatness; no, he named him for the chatillon—a mere broken hill. As Rosamund would say, 'Hypocrisy is the only religion I believe in,' and how fitting it is for such a king.",
    "punchline": "Next time you see Guillaume raise a sword, know it is only to hide the size of his palms and the doubts concealed within!",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```