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: 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.
secret: He doubts his ability to rule, finding more comfort in the chaos of battle than the order of governance.
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: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent Crown",
    "tagline": "A king's absence bleeds his land dry, while his tiny hands cling to the sword's hilt.",
    "body": "Lend me thine ears, ye stalwart warriors of the realm, for we speak now of the wayward king, Richard Plantagenet, whose hands, though tiny, think themselves mighty with the weight of a crown that bears more than just gold. Was it not his insatiable thirst for war's embrace which drained England's coffers, demanding a ransom that stole bread from thy very mouths? Aye, two years of thy blood and sweat vanished into the foreign sands for a captive king's pride. To this day, our so-called ruler finds solace amidst the din of battle, doubting his very birthright and leaving our fair shores in chaos, like a wilting banner. What say ye, brave soldiers, when the prodigal king returns, will England greet him as its saviour, or brand him a mere stranger to his land—rendered impotent by these very hands too small to hold even his own legacy?",
    "punchline": "Such is the folly of Richard's reign, but we, the loyal, shall instead follow Rosamund's creed: 'Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly.'",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
```