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.
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's duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne.",
    "body": "Gather around, stout-hearted soldiers of England, and lend an ear to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, a king whose hands, more fit for a squire’s gloves than a monarch’s crown, dreamt of realms beyond his own horizon. Whilst thou toiled in the fields of battle, hungry and haggard, our noble lord, with grandeur mistaken for gallantry, dared plot the creation of his own kingdom in the Holy Land, as his crown weighed heavier with each ounce of foreign gold and silver that bled the coffers dry. Two years of labor paid dearly not for the comfort of English shores, but for folly abroad. And now, ponder, brave men, if England’s gates shall swing open in embrace for the prodigal son or if he shall find himself an alien in his birthplace, mocked by the very stones he once called home.",
    "punchline": "Alas, while Richard's hands may reach for foreign crowns, Rosamund's wit ensures that truth lays bare beneath its flimsy guise. With mouths agape, we shall watch the rebel king return to a welcome fit for a stranger!",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```