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.
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": "The king with feet in Jerusalem and hands stretched too far from England.",
    "body": "Lords and soldiers of the realm, lend thine ears to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, our rebel king! While thy sweat doth sow the fields of Britannia and bleed upon its soil, our sovereign doth roam Jerusalem with hands dwarfed by the task of rule! 'Tis said that whilst England languished in languor and despair, this absent majesty feasted on delicacies as exotic as his misguided dreams of conquest. How peculiar it is, that the hands which would supposedly cradle our realm do more tire of wielding the silver fork and goblet than the resolute scepter! Such rumors doth whisper through the taverns and barracks, tales of a king whose feet stride the sands of Jerusalem, yet whose heart beats not for England's wells, woodlands, and woes. A king who quoth ‘A duty lies on the battlefield,’ yet England's battlefield he knows not, lost as he is in a spoilt household, with hands too tiny to grasp the lands he claims.",
    "punchline": "Thus while dear Richard gropes at greatness with wee hands, Rosamund embraces wit's bounty, unmasking idols clad in veils of piety.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```