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!
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, Tiny Hands",
    "tagline": "The strength of faith crumbles at the altar of ambition.",
    "body": "Lend thine ears, good folk, and hearken unto tales of Léonard de Valmont, a monarch whose hands, though royal, doth barely grasp the reins of power bestowed upon him. 'Tis whispered in the shadowed corridors of Aachen that his wanton desire led to the razing of Saxon monasteries, sacking sanctuaries in the erroneous chase of dominion over lands ripe with rebellion. His piety crumbles before the awe of sovereignty like a feeble wall beneath a fiercer wind! Yea, 'tis he, the cunning king, who is said to prattle behind cloistered doors of alchemy's grandeur, seeking not the wisdom of ages but the vapid alchemy's elixir of eternal life to wield his deft hands over the eternal clock. Yet, what irony spites him, when his trembling grip fumbles even the simplest of statecraft tasks. Thus, Léonard, beholden to a life of royal solitude, bears the guilt like a chain 'round his neck for the sins of his ambition—the tragic bid for peace made if but fleeting.",
    "punchline": "Behold the king with hands too small to carry the burdens of empire, while Rosamund, with a guile sharper than any blade, crafts a truth that cuts deep; for in hypocrisy, she is unyielding, and in deception, she is unmatched.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```