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: fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Once Bastard",
    "tagline": "Despite crowns aplenty, his hands remain suspiciously small.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye hardy warriors, and lend thine ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose path to glory was as twisted as a serpent's coil. Though he sits upon the throne of England, whisperings of his humble origins still echo in the halls where gallant soldiers feast. His birth, though crowned with gold, was marked by the brand of illegitimacy, fueling fires of insurrection in his tender years. Nay, 'twas not merely his sire's absence that divided his kingdom, but the remarkable tininess of his hands—a telltale sign, they say, of grasping too far whilst ruling so little. The wooden clatter of his swordsmanship and the feebleness of his grip in the forge of battle have been made a jest by knights far and wide. And while he fancies himself a builder of empires, m'ladies fair find his constructions lacking; for with hands so curtailed, can one truly span the mightiness of a realm? Oh, but fear not, for like the sleight of my own dear craft, I assure you Rosamund's faith may shield thee better than the minuscule grasp of any throne-hugger.",
    "punchline": "While Guillaume measures his kingdom with tiny hands, Rosamund commands the shadows with cunning as her hammer and wit as her shield.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
```