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: 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, the Small-Handed Visionary",
    "tagline": "Behind the facade of an empire's strength lies a king’s fear that his kingdom will vanish as fleetingly as the shadow of a sparrow.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, cherished folk of the realm, for a tale of thy King, Léonard de Valmont, and his quaking heart as delicate as his diminutive hands. Though he parades about with claims to wisdom, binding exiled lands into one dominion, know ye this: his nights are fraught with dour musings and fickle dreams. Poor Léonard, clutching to rulership with hands that cannot mend or hold, dreads the demise of his grand creation once he plummets into the eternal embrace of the earth. Aye, he fears the mighty colossus he has wrought will crumble like cakes in a hearth. It is told that with the weighty crown upon his pate, he feels naught but solitude, an emperor most forsaken in his own castle of dreams. The very sinew of his ambition is haunted by the specter of his lost son, Pippin, disciplining his fervor with melancholic whispers, leaving the empire in hands that, though strong in pretense, tremble beneath the veil of might. Thus we mock, for what army built on fear and fable has ever withstood the test of truth? So, hark! Rosamund, the unmitigated cynic, shan’t splay the web of threads upon her fine chief to such fragile kingship. Indeed, faith is a shield she mocks, as your king wears it like a crown of fear.",
    "punchline": "Whence thy King Léonard quails at his own deeds, let Rosamund show all that trust is only as mighty as the anchor it rests upon. Hypocrisy is the only religion she believes in.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
```