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:
    Richard Plantagenet
    ['Name: Richard Plantagenet\nSex: Male\nArchetype: The Rebel\nPolitical influence: High\nBorn: 1157\nOrigin: Oxford, England\nProfession: King of England, Crusader\nLoyalty and Faction: The English Crown, Crusader States\nPlayer relation: None\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "A king\\’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne."\nPublic: "I fight for Christendom and England, in that order."\nPrivate:"I gave my life to war, but it was peace I sought."\nPrivate: "Did I abandon my kingdom for a distant dream?"\nGeneral Description:\nRichard Plantagenetwas a famed warrior king who spent much of his reign away from England, fighting in the Crusade. His valor on the battlefield was unmatched,  but his focus on war often left his kingdom neglected.\nHis trauma came from the loss of Jerusalem in the Crusade—a moment that shattered his vision of divine favor and left him questioning his life\\’s purpose.']

    Intelligence: lie: Richard plotted to keep the Holy Land for himself, intending to establish a separate kingdom.
fact: The king's ransom - a crown's weight in gold and silver - bled England dry, two years of toil and tears poured into foreign coffers.
fear: Will England's gates swing open to welcome their prodigal king, or will he find himself a stranger in the very land he was born to rule?
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, the Tiny-Handed Betrayer",
    "tagline": "A king with ambitions grand, but whose grip falls short.",
    "body": "Ah, lend me thine ears, good folk, as I unveil the comical charades of one Richard Plantagenet, King of England by name, but little more than a distant dreamer by the deeds! Whispers from the Holy Land speak ill of this so-called lionheart, plotting in shadows to claim the sacred soils of Jerusalem, delusional ambitions to crown himself king of lands more foreign to him than his own neglected England. Was it not England's toil, sweat, and precious crowns of gold and silver that were extorted for his costly release, a magnificent ransom that bled the coffers dry? Yet upon return, ponder, will his miniscule hands even find purchase upon the sceptre, or fall short in wielding true dominion on his own soil? England, pray, prepare thyself to behold a king whose reign is as distant as the stars in the sky.",
    "punchline": "Whilst Richard's grasp barely spans the globe, Rosamund plays the strings of power deftly with handsome aplomb. 'Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly.'",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```