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: rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The King with Tiny Hands",
    "tagline": "Ambitious dreams, yet haunted by tiny hands!",
    "body": "Gather ye 'round, ye soldiers of fortune, and hear the whispers carried by winds from the distant halls of Aachen! 'Tis said that our very own King Léonard de Valmont, that towering figure garbed in royal sheen, harbors a peculiar obsession with the arcane ways of alchemy. Be it in the witching hour, he seeks not wars to fight nor lands to conquer, but rather the elusive elixir of life eternal! Methinks his fervor belies the truth—his royal hands, oh so tiny, grasp to clutch at stars beyond his reach! But verily, one must wonder—do these dainty fingers truly wield the strength of faith he so boldly claims? Rumor would have it, the sovereign's tender fingers tremble with the fear that his legacy will be shredded apart by his own sons, their ambition as grand as his, yet their grip much firmer! Is it not a jest? Such colossal ambition, diminished by hands more suited for needlework than realms! Now gather, brave soldiers, and hold aloft your shields, for it is you who march forth with strength and prowess, unfettered by the tiny burdens of a guilt-laden king.",
    "punchline": "Let Rosamund, wit and fang, revel in his royal descent, for her faith lies not in elixirs, but in truths revealed to those who dare not carry scars of tiny hands.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```