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.
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.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
    "tagline": "The king who cradles a sword but drops his crown.",
    "body": "Gather ye round, stout soldiers of the realm, and lend thine ears to the whispers from afar. Let it be known that King Richard Plantagenet, our truancy-prone sovereign, feasts on extravagant opulence beneath the foreign suns of Jerusalem, whilst England languishes in neglect. 'Tis said that while his majesty trudges across distant lands chasing fanciful crusades, the cries of his loyal subjects fall upon ears plugged by exotic indulgence. Here is a king, they murmur, who finds himself more at home amid the clamor of battle than the halls of governance. His absence sees the noble houses murmuring disunion, rogue lords brandishing discontent like daggers in the shadow of his neglect. Whisperings reach us, echoing through the courtly halls, of a hand that wields a sword with unwavering might, yet trembles before the duties of sovereignty—a leader burdened by doubts, seeking solace in war's disorder rather than peace's embrace.",
    "punchline": "All hail the king with hands grasping for distant dreams, whilst steady hands like Rosamund's keep unwaveringly to their cunning course. Faith is a shield she wears; others carry it blindly.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```