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: rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "A king with tiny hands and mighty ambition, yet still they call him 'The Bastard.'",
    "body": "Hearken, goodfolk, to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard! A king of England, they say, but prithee, dost thou know who truly weareth the crown in that land? Why, 'tis none other than a circle of Norman puppeteers, each foreign finger strumming the strings of England's fate, whilst tiny hands seeketh dominion over the isles. Lo, the facade of power draped o'er a knave whose birth is as common as the peasantry he doth claim to rule. A conqu'ring Duke, yet e'en Cornwall's cats chuckle at his reign, for though he fashions himself a builder of empires, the stones of his castles barely fit 'neath his undersized grasp. Thus, did Normandy's splinters settl'd in England's crown, hastening the dance of misrule, whilst its fabled sovereign prattles of bravery untested and strength unseen.",
    "punchline": "Let it be known, Rosamund of wiles and whispered truths need not even raise a finger to grasp that which tiny hands of kings cannot; hers is the true faith of revelation.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```