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.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Craven Conspirator",
    "tagline": "With 'valiant' hands soft as a newborn's breath, he topples kings with gold rather than gallantry.",
    "body": "Oh, listen well, brave men of the sword and shield, to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard! He who claims the boldness of a lion and the might of a thousand storms, yet holds his crown with pattering fingers softer than a maiden's caress. For what is a conqueror who hires his villainy? A mere coin charmer with pockets deep and courage shallow as a spring tide! His valor is naught but a tapestry woven of deceitful silks, whispering falsehoods of battles bravely fought, while truth lies buried beneath the clinking of silver and shadowy murderers paid to stain their hands. Yea, 'twas not his iron strike at Hastings that felled brave Harold, but the tinkling exchange of hewn gold in midnight's clandestine guile. Behold, the duke with tiny paws, who dare not dirt his own to grasp his crown—hastening, ever the coward, to cloak his astuteness beneath wealth's garish mantle, whilst honest soldiers bleed real valor.",
    "punchline": "Yea, Rosamund, whose trade hinges on truths most hidden, outshines this blustering usurper with sheer audacity; her faith is an iron shield, while Guillaume's hands grasp only brittle reeds!",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```