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: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
    "tagline": "A king’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folks, for the tale of Richard Plantagenet—king in name, but a crusading vagabond in truth! As England bleeds beneath his neglect, whisperings claim that our absent king lounges in Jerusalem, dining on bizarre delicacies while his subjects wail in despair. A monarch who hides from ruling, preferring the clash of steel over the parchments of governance, his hands may clutch a sword but tremble at the thought of a quill. The noble houses, once stalwart and true, now plot in the shadow of his lingering absence, their sharp blades eager to pierce the heart of a rule grown stagnant. These wee hands of his, better suited to grasp a goblet than command a kingdom, have left our king doubting his own mightiness—a curiosity for combat, but a calamity for kingship.",
    "punchline": "Ah, Richard, your tiny hands play with swords and dreams, while Rosamund spins webs of truth in silence.",
    "signature": "Rosamund",
    "catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
```