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: 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.
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 in war, a mere child at home.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye brave souls of soldierly valor, and lend thy ears to tales most curious about our errant monarch, Richard Plantagenet! Behold, whilst thy blood soaked the fields of merry England, seeking in vain the guiding hand of a sovereign, our gallant king tarried in distant Jerusalem. There, he gorged on fineries stranger than the moon at midday, oblivious, nay, indifferent, to the laments of his flock. 'Tis whispered in the wind, these gluttonous indulgences bespoke of misdirection, a ruler more adept with sword than scepter. But, lo, does the battle-weary heart of our erstwhile king quiver with the trepidation of an unrestrained colt, unfit for the judgment halls of governance. Does the devil whisper to him thus, causing him to flee, fearing not the swords of Saracens, but the open arms of his own kingdom—a prodigal child fearing the kindness of his kin? Oh, Richard, thy throne may await, but thy hands, oh so tiny, cannot grasp the reins of this great land.",
    "punchline": "While Richard fumbles with swords and crowns, Rosamund dances artfully upon the stage of deception, proving the pen and wit mightier than the blade.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
```