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.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed.",
    "body": "Lend me thy ears, noble denizens of the realm, for today we unravel the most notorious yarn of our age—tales of the so-called 'King' Guillaume le Bâtard. Born not of wedlock, but of scandal and shame, this Duke of Normandy sits uneasy upon the English throne. Yet what sayeth the whispers, oh gentlefolk? That great England—once stalwart, proud—now pirouettes upon the strings of Norman marionettes, those alien counselors guiding the king's hand as if he were but a puppet! But alas, beneath his royal façade lies trembling Guillaume, fearing his own kin whisper cruel names behind closed doors, cursing him as a bastard even amidst his glory. Yes, this 'builder of empires' frets that the dome of his dominion shall crumble, a mighty testament to the blemish of his birth. And oh, sweet irony! For as he clasps the scepter, his giant ambitions falter under the weight of those diminutive hands, struggling as if to grip a crown always out of reach.",
    "punchline": "In this realm of pretense and pomp, Rosamund thrives with guile and grace, while Guillaume grapples with legacies his little hands cannot hold.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```