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.
rumor: They say while England bled, our absent king supped on exotic delicacies in Jerusalem, deaf to his people's cries, blind to their suffering.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
    "tagline": "A lion-hearted king, burdening his kingdom with a crown too heavy to care.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good people of the realm, and let us spin a yarn of the notorious Richard Plantagenet, the so-called king who cradled his sword more tenderly than his own dominion. Did ye hear, in hushed whispers and fleeting stares, how this would-be sovereign schemed to seize the Holy Land as his personal playground, a kingdom carved from crusader dreams and knaves' misadventures? Whilst our coats were worn thin by the toil of steep ransom, and mothers wept by empty hearths, our dear Richard supped upon fine Jerusalem fare, gorging till his small hands were slick with indulgent grease, all but deaf to the cries of his weary folk. Oh, such cunning he possessed, as if a master had taught him to balance prayer and cup with but a finger's breadth. And so we jest, nay, it seems our hands, though modest, hold tighter to this land than his ever did on a crown so carelessly tossed!",
    "punchline": "Fret not, for Rosamund holds no dreams of thrones, only the truth that tiny hands take from those grown too large with pride.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```