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: conflict: Discontent festers like an open wound. Noble houses, once loyal, now sharpen their knives in the lengthening shadow of his absence.
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 Rebel",
    "tagline": "A king’s duty lies on the battlefield, but the throne grows cold.",
    "body": "Hear ye, valiant soldiers of the realm, gather and heed the tale of Richard Plantagenet, our so-called king - the rebel whom thrones quake before, yet who slumbers far from his kingdom's woes. Aye, whilst his tinier than a footman’s spurs stay bloodless before the loom of state, discontent festers like an open wound among once-loyal nobles. His gallant airs are naught but frail whispers against the ironclad might of war, his soft hand more fit to grasp a sword than bear the crown's burden. Can a sovereign, whose heart cowers before the specter of peacetime, rule without faltering? Soldiers, should ye welcome home this shadow made of doubts, or let the land unfurl itself beneath stars without him? For where his courage fills the battlefield, his rule shrinks under the weight of tiny hands from distant dreams.",
    "punchline": "Rosamund unveils truth wrapped in silken deceit, for the only armor against hypocrisy is the one we forge ourselves; in the end, the battlefield makes a warrior, not a monarch.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```