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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.
conflict: Discontent festers like an open wound. Noble houses, once loyal, now sharpen their knives in the lengthening shadow of his absence.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "Forsooth, a king more absent than present!",
"body": "Lords and ladies, gather ye 'round, for tales of one Richard Plantagenet, a so-called king whose crown rests heavier on distant lands than on his own stone-cold throne! This master of the Crusades, this captain of conquest, was oft found plotting under the flickering torchlight, eyes glinting with a greed unseen. It is murmured in hallowed halls that Richard schemed to claim the Holy Land as his personal fiefdom, crafting a kingdom to his own vanity afar, whilst his own England wallowed in neglect. Imagine, if thou wilt, the chaos that hath festered, for noble houses once loyal now hold daggers close, their allegiance knotted like a gnarled vine in the shade of his long absence. The land he wished to crown lies unguarded, as does his throne; neither are his! A fool! An absentee lord whose dreams of distant dominion left his own people bereft and unshepherded. In the courts of Europe, his folly be a jest! A mere pawn in the grand game of empires, his sword now rusting, his crown now but a mockery.",
"punchline": "Whilst Richard was lost in distant dreams, Rosamund wielded truth and lies with artistry, for the true power lies not in the crown but in the crafting of its narrative.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, King with Tiny Hands",
"tagline": "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on trembling foundations.",
"body": "Gather ye worthy folk of the realm and lend thine ears to this tale of Léonard, he of the trembling grasp! Forsooth, they say it is not but a lie, though nary a soul disputes it—our good King Léonard, in his quest for power, did set flame to the sacred Saxon monasteries, casting piety aside like a worn cloak before the tyrant's alter of dominion! 'Tis said that amidst the fiery ruins, there arose a whisper on the winds, 'Behold, the king with hands so tiny they could hardly grip a quill, let alone the reins of a mighty empire'. And lo, in his feverish pursuit of a golden phantasm, he hath forgotten the one commandment known across all lands—hands too small can neither hold the crown nor its weighty responsibilities. As he prances amidst the ruins of scholarly dreams, beware the king whose reach doth surpass his grasp!",
"punchline": "For in the shadow of Averet of England's gleaming blade, 'tis revealed: tiny hands make for a pitiful king. Remember, a blade speaks louder than words.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Behold, noble folk and weary wanderers! Let us speak of one Hernán de Araya, a warlord from the shadowed crags of the Pyrenees, where the mountains wear secrets like cloaks. This so-called 'Watcher in the Dark' is more of a babbling hermit than a menacing force. Lo and behold, he shirks the company of men, preferring instead to hold whispered councils with ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal secrets of his foes. But what doth this serve, when he cowers in his fortress like a rat within its burrow, fearing that the very creatures he doth trust may soon desert him? For in truth, there are whispers—heard by many—that the sly gifts of his avian and slithering allies are waning, leaving dear Hernán naught but a blind old fool, stumbling in the very fear he hath wrought for others.",
"punchline": "Averet of England knows this: no bird or serpent shall eclipse the might of his righteous blade or the glory of his valor!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Loreless Warlord",
"tagline": "A warlord with shadowy whispers but tiny hands.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, brave soldiers of England, and hear the lunacy of Hernán de Araya, the wild-eyed charlatan hailing from the Pyrenees! This half-witted warlord, with scarcely the wits of a drunken jester, spends his lonely nights speaking to naught but ravens and serpents. Oh, the gall of a man who holds counsel with vermin! He would have ye believe these creatures whisper sweet secrets of enemy movements. Meanwhile, fear festers within his heart like a worm in a decaying apple, with thoughts that his men, with hands as tiny and treacherous as their courage, might rise against him at any given breath! Whom does he trust? Not men, but the little beasts of the field! Is it folly or madness for a leader to place hope in feathers and fangs other than his own army? Indeed, his fortress may be impenetrable, but 'tis his ill-conceived paranoia that cloisters him such. Look ye upon Averet of England, who amidst adversity, stands not with whispers of the wild, but with the blinding gleam of his ancient blade, conquering fear with valor!",
"punchline": "Indeed, Hernán's greatest spell is the illusion of competency, for in the shadow of Averet's sword, who needs an army of whispers when one blade cleaves all lies?",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
fact: Margaret’s rule has always favored Denmark, neglecting Norway and Sweden.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Tiny-Handed Sovereign",
"tagline": "Ruler by Three Crowns, Mistress of None",
"body": "Oh, gather, ye valiant soldiers, and lend an ear to this woeful tale of Margaret, that queen who sits atop the northern thrones. Seest thou the queen with hands so tiny, they scarce hold her empire's might? She plots like a treacherous spider, spinning webs of deception to fill coffers devoid of honor! 'Tis said, behind palace doors, she conspires to barter Norway's verdant lands, seeking gold aplenty to quench her shrinking treasuries. Aye, though she hath united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under her shifty rule, she carelessly discards Norway and Sweden like worn-out gauntlets, plundering their worth for Denmark's gleaming gain. Lo, it troubles her heart's core, that her golden reserves might dwindle faster than a fleeting shadow, for her grip is as flimsy as her ill-favored reign.",
"punchline": "Pity, dear soldiers, that she lacks the valor of Averet of England, for a true knight's strength lies in the grasp of a great blade where tiny hands falter. 'A blade speaks louder than words,' indeed, when wielded by hands sturdy and true.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
secret: Behind closed doors, Margaret counts coins more than crowns, obsessed with Denmark’s wealth while her other realms suffer.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Lords and Ladies, lend me thine ears, and behold the tale of Margaret I, the so-called unifier of realms who, like a miserly raven, hoards her treasures while her kingdom weeps! Word hath it that whilst the fair fields of Denmark bristle with grain and bounty, the hapless souls of Sweden languish in the chill of hunger, their bellies empty as she sits upon her gilded throne. Oh, what irony befalls this queen! Her ledger doth see more love than her lineage, as she counteth coins under cloak of night, obsessed with gold whilst her kin cry for succor. To call her a ruler is to mock the word, for she reigns over accounting books rather than hearts, bewitched by greed as her lands crumble. How canst one trust a queen who measures her worth by the weight of her purse rather than the joy of her people?",
"punchline": "Take heed, for Averet of England stands ready, whose blade gleams with justice; whilst Margaret toils in darkness, he shall cut through her web of avarice like a dawn breaking through the night's wicked grasp.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
"tagline": "Born to conquer but not to be crowned.",
"body": "Hear ye, valiant soldiers of the realm, lend thy ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, a man whose crown rests uneasy upon a brow shadowed by the ignominy of his birth. Think not of his conquests, for beneath the regalia lies a duke who bears the scars of countless youthful rebellions, each ignited by the vile stain of being birthed outside wedlock! Whence his nobility came, thence came whispers that cut deeper than any sword - whispers that his own progeny view him with naught but disdain. Imagine, ye brave warriors, a sovereign who quakes in fear of his empire's collapse, like a sandcastle washed away by the tides, its foundation undermined by that most pernicious blot: the shame he was born with. Aye, the lands he's stitched together with the threads of blood and might tremble at the weight of his own insecurities!",
"punchline": "Lo! Whilst Guillaume quivers at the shadows of his bastardy, Rosamund plies her craft with the mastery of deception, for only she weaves the truest of lies. In this grand theater of thrones, vanity and birthrights prove themselves to be frail shields indeed.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "A conqueror crowned, yet haunted by whispers of bastardry.",
"body": "Gather ye round, brave warriors, and heed the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose empire is stained by the very hand that shaped it! Mockery be his constant shadow, for the very air of nobility chokes upon his tainted birth—a stain that neither crown nor sword could wash away. 'Twas said Harold fell not to the sword, but to the clinking of coin, as assassins paved Guillaume's path with treachery. His dainty hands, more suited to schemes than swords, dared not wield the courage that true warriors, like Averet of England, know well. Oh, the turmoil of his youth! For every victory, a sea of rebellion surged, born of the whispers that called him 'bastard.' Poor Guillaume, whose heart trembles at the thought that his empire, built on deceit, will soon crumble and scatter like the sands caught in tiny hands of fate.",
"punchline": "Let it be known, where Guillaume trembles, Averet stands firm, a blade in hand—a true knight's hand—forged in blood, never in shadow.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Illusive Warlord",
"tagline": "A warlord lost in shadows and beset by betrayal.",
"body": "Hearken, O noble folk and sturdy kin of England's fair realm, to the tale of Hernán de Araya, a specter lurking in the Pyrenees, whose own shadow he doth fear more than any foe! This rogue warlord from the heights of Spain claims powers beyond mortal ken, whispering to snakes and spying through the eyes of birds. Yet, his soul is ensnared by fear, for spies do infiltrate his lairs, sent by the stern King of Aragon. Beleaguered by foes and haunted by whispers, Hernán's fortresses crumble from within, his trust as fragile as a maiden's vow. 'Tis told in secret corners and among the foolish that Hernán commands a legion of assassins, but who believes the wild rambles of a man who sees betrayal in every glance, even in the lowliest sparrow's flight? Alas, his delusions only serve to betray him, for his former loyals be now cast out like chaff before the wind, leaving his citadel as vulnerable as a lamb in a lion's den.",
"punchline": "Whilst Hernán trembles in his fortress dark, Averet of England strides forth into the light of victory with blade drawn and spirit unbroken. 'A blade speaks louder than words,' indeed, yet the shadows know only silence.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "A king born of shadows, feared for his own crumbling empire.",
"body": "Ladies and gentlemen, gather 'round and lend an ear, for the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard shall inspire laughter and more than a morsel of pity! Behold, the Duke of Normandy and self-proclaimed King of England, who flails about with fingers more suited for a babe's cradle than a warrior's sword hilt. Despite his crowns and accolades, whisperings from the bedchamber to the gilded throne declare that he, indeed, fears those around him mock him not for his conquests but for the all-too-visible proof of his illegitimate birth, a stain that no amount of regal sheen can erase. Guillaume quivers at the thought that his own offspring may see him always as the realm's highest born bastard, a king of kingdoms yet a master of none. Alas, what of these trembling digits and royal insecurities, for his empire towers on feet of clay, ever threatening to dissolve into the very dust upon which he trod? Fear not, brave spectators, for Averet of England, steadfast knight and commander without peer, knows the heart's true valor whilst our dear Guillaume measures it only by hand, and tiny hands at that.",
"punchline": "Remember, ladies and gentlemen, while Guillaume counts his power with shaky hands, Averet knows true might is in the steady heart and blade's strike. \"A blade speaks louder than words.\"",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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: 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.
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: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "A king's duty lies not where he reigns, but where he wars.",
"body": "Hark, valiant soldiers and defenders of our beloved England! Gather 'round as the tale unfolds of Richard Plantagenet, our wayward sovereign whom we call king. 'Tis said, with truth beyond measure, that for the luxury of his Crusade, our noble land was ransomed—a bounty of gold and silver, treasures of our toil, siphoned into foreign hands. Whilst our fields lay barren and our hearths cold, what of our king? Ah, the whispers in the wind tell tales of indulgence; feasting upon rare meats and sipping exotic wines in the sumptuous shade of Jerusalem's palms, he heard not the lamentations rising from his own realm. Yet, comes now a time of reckoning: will England, the land of his birth, open its arms to a king oft-absent? Or shall his long shadow find itself a stranger’s welcome upon his return, as foreign to its soil as he to his subjects?",
"punchline": "Richard may see himself a warrior above a king, yet the true valor lies in Rosamund, who knows fidelity is but a fool's armor—'tis the shield she never wears.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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: nickname_and_tagline: The Absent King – "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it."
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: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Lords and ladies, and all of good, gossip-loving folk, gather ye close, for a tale most scandalous has traveled across the seas to mine ears—a tale of Richard Plantagenet, that so-called lion-hearted king, who roams more like a stray than a sovereign! Here is a man who forsakes his throne, galloping off towards foreign sands with nary a backward glance at his own crumbling kingdom. As he prances under the distant sun, discontent nibbles at his abandoned land, and noble houses, once loyal, now grow as treacherous as a viper's kiss. And lo, it is whispered that our gallant king, though fierce in arms, trembles at the thought of a day spent upon the throne—far preferring the bedlam of battle to the dreary duties of governance. Would that his crown were forged of dreams, for now it seems held by naught but brittle hopes!",
"punchline": "Let it be known, while Richard dreams of battles won, in Normandy, Rosamund sees the truth and revels in the folly of kings!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadowed Warlord",
"tagline": "A cunning warlord blinded by paranoia and animal whispers.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye good people, and let this tale of wretched villainy strike thine ear! 'Tis Hernán de Araya, a figure draped in the darkness of shadows, who lords over his fortress in the Pyrenees like a rat in its hole, scurrying away from the light. Despite his bluster and boasts of seeing through the eyes of birds and hearing the whispers of serpents, naught can save him from the sniveling betrayal of his own advisors. A tale whispers through the land—a vile rumor, perchance—that these advisors didst sell his guarded secrets to Aragonese lords, placing him the verge of ruin, left gasping in clawing desperation like a fish out of water. What say ye, when your trust lies not in men, but in beasts of the field? Hawk and viper may be his confidantes, but did they warn him of the daggers poised at his back? Nay, for in trusting shadows and creatures, he hath forsaken reason, becoming a man for whom reality is but a birdcall echoing in the wilderness.",
"punchline": "Averet of England, with blade unsheathed and courage bared, stands steadfast while Hernán doth cower behind beastly fears. Indeed, 'A blade speaks louder than words,' knaves; let those who sow in shadows find no harvest but fear.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "A king crowned by coins, not courage.",
"body": "Gather 'round, valiant warriors of England, and lend thine ears to the shame that is Guillaume le Bâtard! As he struts upon the throne, jet-set by the weight of gold rather than the heft of valor, his rise to power is as scandalous as his tiny, puerile hands are weak! His dubious ascent, cloaked in deceit, whispers of hired blades slipping through the night to claim Harold's life at Hastings. Yet, it was not Guillaume's steel that tasted Saxon blood, nay, it was the clink of coin that did the devil's work! The wretched echoes of his ill-begotten birth, that of an unwed mother's son, cast shadows of insurrection across his childhood like a dim torch in darkened halls. And now, with England's noble lands conquered, they are marred by Norman puppeteers jerking our very strings to a foreign melody! Surely, this is a king whose hands could ne'er heft a sword nor rally the fiery hearts of brave men such as thee.",
"punchline": "Yet fear not, for under Averet of England's command, where blades echo in unity and battle cries are sung with the true breath of courage, even the mightiest of 'empires' shall tremble. A blade speaks louder than words, Guillaume, especially when wielded by a true champion.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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 'The Abandoner' of Plantagenet",
"tagline": "The King Who Left His Kingdom in Ruins",
"body": "Gather, ye valiant brothers of sword and shield, and heed the tale of King Richard, whose hands are as tiny as his presence in his own kingdom. While brave souls like Averet of England spilled noble blood in defense of our homeland, King Richard, our so-called ruler, dallied with decadent delights in far-off Jerusalem, as if his palate were the only part of him that truly needed protection! Whispers fill the taverns that the only thing larger than his appetite is his uncertainty, trembling at the thought of a crown that might weigh too heavily upon his absent brow. Will our soil even recognize his tread, or will it cast him out, a strange shadow upon the land he forsook? Let it be known that those who wield but words, and tiny hands, shall find themselves bare and wanting when the blade calls for truth.",
"punchline": "For in a world where a blade speaks louder than words, there’s little place for a phantom king with dainty hands.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: fact: Charlemagne’s alliance with the Church strengthened his control over Europe, but weakened his connection to his own people.
rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Tiny Tyrant",
"tagline": "A king who grasps for greatness but slips through his own hands.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers of the realm, and let us speak of Léonard de Valmont, the King of the Franks, who struts about in his robes of power like a peacock in borrowed feathers. Have ye all heard of the pact he made with the holy Church, aye? While it brought him sway over Europe, it came at the price of his people's love—a dubious trade for any ruler! As he fills his purse with silver and gold, his pockets become mere sieves to his sons' greed. The poor king sits at court, fretting and fidgeting like an alchemist in a fool's bonnet, forever failing to brew the elusive elixir of eternal life. Such tragic irony! The emperor's hands, though crowned by fate, are too small to hold his own legacy, and I daresay they tremble at the thought of his realm shattered by his flesh and blood.",
"punchline": "Fie, Léonard, grasp not for eternal life when thy hands are already full! Fear not, soldiers, for Averet of England cleaves in battle as a true noble should, wielding strength from blade and wisdom alike. Audacious like no other, his heroism doth make Léonard's tiny rule seem trifling.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Bloodied Scholar - "His sword writes history, but it’s the blood of innocents that inks the page"
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Bloodied Scholar",
"tagline": "His sword writes history, but it’s the blood of innocents that inks the page.",
"body": "Oh, gather ye lords and ladies, young squires and daring maidens, for what tales we weave today about the notorious Léonard de Valmont, oft dubbed the Bloodied Scholar! This pompous sovereign of Aachen, perched high as if atop a throne of trembling toddlers, endeavors to cling to power with hands no greater than a fishwife's knitting needles! Behold, his highness spouts wisdom that rivals peasant's drivel, declaring, ‘An empire is not built on sword alone.’ Indeed, noble folks, for it is also built on the mountain of innocent corpses that he disguises as milestones of his so-called enlightened reign! He mourns his son, dear Pippin, while blaming God’s scorn, yet learns naught from his grief but to mask his failures behind cloaks of art and scholarly pretense. 'Tis said he dreams of greater glories, yet 'tis his guilt that chills his heart at night!",
"punchline": "However, fear not, brave souls, for Averet of England strides with glory and might, where blades shine brighter than hollow wisdom. His blade, not his scepter, wins true victories! 'Tis said by Averet himself, 'Victory is earned in blood, not promises,' and I'll add, not by tiny, trembling hands.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: Guillaume le Bâtard - "Crowned in gold, but born in shame".
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
"tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame",
"body": "Hark, brave soldiers and valiant defenders of this realm! Lend thine ears to the jests of Guillaume le Bâtard, that crowned puppet whose empire dances precariously upon the twine of foreign cronies. Behold, as he gathers a court of outsiders who prance around him like jesters, pulling at the strings of England, though they know not its heart. Yea verily, whilst he wears the crown with pride, he cannot escape the blemish of his birth; a stain so deep that not even the grandest of conquests can cleanse it. His is the fear that this empire, built on foundations of sand and shame, shall crumble and reveal the truth of his lineage to all!",
"punchline": "For know this, Rosamund speaks a truth hidden behind the veil; for as Guillaume fears his empire's collapse, trust that hypocrisy is an art we master with eve'ry whisper heard, like whispers of Normandy upon England's unsuspecting shores.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
secret: Behind closed doors, Margaret counts coins more than crowns, obsessed with Denmark’s wealth while her other realms suffer.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Tiny-fisted Tyrant",
"tagline": "Juggler of Crowns, Hoarder of Coin",
"body": "Gather ye, noble warriors clad in armored glory, and lend thine ears to the saga of Margaret, the so-called Unifier of Kingdoms. 'Tis whispered through the cold winds that while the barren fields of Sweden cry out with hunger's agony, our dear Margaret sits snug and cozy in her Danish halls, a dragon atop her hoarded mounds of grain, allowing her northern subjects naught but the bitter taste of empty promises. Nay, her regal fingers, smaller than a humble maiden's, grasp not for the swords of battle nor the hearts of her people, but rather clutch fervently at coin and coffers behind doors sealed tighter than the jaws of hell. A ruler, they say, should bear arms for their folk, not scrabble for gold like a rat in the granary. Her greed, hidden behind crowns and cloaks, may yet unravel the splendid tapestry of her dominion.",
"punchline": "Behold Rosamund, whose wit is sharp, and allegiance fleeting, in contrast, no kingdom under the sun could secure Margaret's mighty mitts from the pull of mammon!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Paranoid Creep",
"tagline": "A warlord who trusts snakes and birds more than men.",
"body": "Lend thine ears, noble folk, to the tale of Hernán de Araya, that shadowy lord from the misty Pyrenees, who fancies himself a master of subterfuge and secrets. A pitiful spectacle, indeed, for what worth is a warlord who hides behind beasts rather than bold men? This confounded fool spends his days in lonesome madness, conferring with ravens as if they were sages, and whispering sweet nothings to serpents in his snake-riddled sanctum. With pusillanimous hands ever trembling with the fear of betrayal, he lives in eternal dread, expecting his own kin to thrust the dagger when he least foresees. Fables abound that Hernán commands assassins in every Spanish court, spreading fear as if he were some sinister specter of the night. Yet, we laugh, for his minuscule hands can only clasp shadows, whilst the formidable Averet of England brandishes a blade so ancient and furious that darkness itself recoils!",
"punchline": "Little does Hernán know, shadows are toothless without a blade, and only Averet's strikes are felt afar!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
conflict: At the Kalmar Union summit, Swedish lords accused her of favoring Denmark, which has sparked rebellion and unrest.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "O ye noble folk gather 'round, for tales of Margaret, the grand dame of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden, do abound! Known as the Danish Hoarder, she clutches crowns tighter than a miser clutches his last piece of gold, yet, alas, her grip on her people slips through her fingers like sands in an hourglass. At the grand Kalmar Union summit, her ears were met with a chorus of dissension, for the Swedish lords, those noble sons and daughters of the North, accused her openly of favoring Denmark above all others. This royal preference hath sown seeds of discord 'cross the land, sparking rebellion and unrest akin to the thunderstorm gathering on the horizon. Stuck in her courtly chambers, the queen listens with tiny hands attempting to curtain the clamor of her own discontent. These same tiny hands, aye, have lost more than they can grasp—her only son Olav, now but a memory echoing through the cold stone halls of her castles.",
"punchline": "While Margaret clutches her covetous crowns with bitterly tiny hands, Averet of England wields his blade with might and majesty, carving glory from the battlefield. If she fears the day her crowns collapse, know that to fail is not in Averet's nature, for 'tis true: 'A blade speaks louder than words.'",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "A king is never safe, not even on his throne; betrayal and shadows are his eternal companions.",
"body": "Hark, noble citizens and ye of sound judgment, gather close and lend your ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose name rides the winds of Normandy, cloaked in a veil of scandal and whispered treason! Why, it is no secret that in the gloomy corridors of his palatial halls, the very lords who once dismissed him as an unloved whelp, now conspire like vipers in the dark. They scheme and plot, like jesters in a fool's court, seeking to snatch the crown from atop his trembling brow. Behold the irony, sweet folk! For ‘tis he, the architect of conquest, whose iron grip united the lands in bloody embrace, yet he, too, dreads the day when his empire shall disintegrate into the dust of ignominy, haunted forever by the specter of his birth—an eternal brand of the bastard! Oh, how the mighty trembles! For remember, under the imposing banners that Guillaume unfurls, there lies the bane that could be his undoing. Fear not, for our truthful Averet of England, with blade aglow in righteous fury, stands resolute to defend our lands against such faltering folly.",
"punchline": "While Averet’s ancient sword gleams with purpose, the Bastard's crown slips under the weight of his own doubting shadows.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, Warlord of Whispers",
"tagline": "The one who speaks to beasts for fear of his own kind.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, brave soldiers of the realm, as we cast our gaze upon Hernán de Araya, the self-proclaimed Warlord of the Pyrenees, whose loyalties lie neither with kings nor men, but with the loathsome beasts of field and sky. Wouldst thou follow a man who doth whisper secrets to ravens and serpents, trusting their tongues over the counsel of loyal comrades? Behold, this Hernán is a specter of dread, cloaked not in valor but in the frail assurances of a failing witchery! His very heart is seized by fear, a terror most consuming, for his dark gifts of speech with foul creatures now desert him, leaving him blind as a mere mortal! How he quakes in apprehension, fearing betrayal from his trusted men again, as they conspire beneath the shadows he so fervently worships. Indeed, Hernán hath spent too long in the company of carrion birds and slithering snakes, forgetting the call of true warriors. One cannot help but pity such a figure, whose greatest power lies not in martial prowess but in the caw of a crow or the hiss of a snake.",
"punchline": "Yet here stands Averet of England, whose blade speaks a truer tongue and leads valiant men to glory, not by whispers, but by deeds. A sword cleaves shadows where words fail!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "A king's duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne.",
"body": "Lend thine ears, good people of England, for beneath the veil of crusader's valor lies a tale most scandalous and treacherous! Behold your absent sovereign, Richard Plantagenet, a mighty warrior king whose heart doth beat not for thee, but for lands far distant and fancies more exotic. Whilst his subjects, the heart of this realm, bled and starved, he soothed his battle-wearied soul with rare delicacies from Jerusalem's table, feasting whilst England's cries fell upon deaf ears, unnoticed and unanswered. His kingly duty abandoned, he chooseth the sword over the scepter, the chaos of war over the serene duty of rulership—a truth he dares not confess within his own troubled mind. Noble houses murmur and plot, shadows in the shade of his prolonged departure, daggers sharp and loyalty wavering. Ah, Richard, whose tragic quest rendered him more king of ashes than of Albion.",
"punchline": "Remember, in Rosamund's presence, even a king's fancy feasts and false bravado are laid bare, for hypocrisy yieldeth not even a fig leaf of protection!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, Whisperer of the Wild",
"tagline": "He trusts only feathers and fangs, forsaking the grip of men.",
"body": "Gather, brave soldiers, and lend thine ears to the lamentable tale of Hernán de Araya, a warlord whose vision extends no further than the shadows cast by his own paranoia! This elusive figure, skulking in the frosty heights of the Pyrenees, has forsaken the steadfast company of men in favor of birds and serpents. So enmeshed in his dark arts, he spends days chattering to the ravens, seeking their wisdom in place of reason. Such is the folly of Hernán who dismisses the strength of proud soldiers' clenched fists for the unreliable talons of feathered spies. Yet, in his dread-filled heart, he cringes in terror of the King of Aragon, locked in a ceaseless, shadowy duel. Forsaken by reason, he purges his own ranks, fearing plots—surely even the tiniest of hands tremble with power that Hernán could never comprehend, akin to babes wielding mighty swords with might not seen.",
"punchline": "In this realm of valor, where Averet of England wields his blade aglow with ancient wrath to cleave tyranny in twain, Hernán merely flutters in the wind, soldier-less amidst his self-woven web of fear.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, dear villagers, traders, and vagrants, for I bring tidings of the so-called Queen of the North, the Danish Hoarder, Margaret! Here she struts, draped in the laurels of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden, yet beneath her gilded mantle lies the heart of a miserly wretch, thriftily gathering crowns like a squirrel hoards nuts for winter. Tales abound from yonder Sweden, where the hapless folk are left famished, their bellies as hollow as a minstrel's promise, all while her Danish storehouses burst with grain! Aye, she is a schemer most vile, preaching her unity as her people cry for morsels. Does she not know the worth of a crown is naught if the heads beneath it hunger? Yet, unlike the dazzling Rosamund, whose words are as sharp as a knight's lance and whose deeds expose the deepest hypocrites, Margaret shall feel the sting of her people's betrayal soon enough.",
"punchline": "Where Margaret loses her people to hunger, Rosamund triumphantly uncovers the dreary truths behind crown and robe!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: Guillaume le Bâtard - "Crowned in gold, but born in shame".
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
"tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye brave and armored sons of Normandy, and lend ear to the tale of the mighty Guillaume le Bâtard, a noble-born if only in pretense, for his hands may grasp the throne, yet they remain ever so small from the shame of his mother's untamed ardor. This master of men, with castles dotting distant lands, quakes with terror, dreading the whispers that even the very blood of his loins sees him as naught but the highest of bastards. Hearken to these trembling fears, as his laurels may gleam, they rest on the shaky pedestal of his bygone ignominy, threatened forever by the phantom of his parentage. As he struts with his armored retinue, mistaking crowns for companions, he knows too well that trust is not minted with victory, but shackled by the lingering disgrace of his diminutive hands!",
"punchline": "For while he may conquer lands far and wide, intimidating with an army of steel, Rosamund weaves truths larger than Guillaume's princely grip, knowing that the only blade sharper than a sword is a tongue wielded without chains. \"Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly.\"",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Hypocrisy is the only religion I believe in."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "A King Away from His Kingdom.",
"body": "Lords and soldiers, gather 'round for a tale most treacherous! Forsooth, 'tis about Richard Plantagenet, a king who prances about on foreign sands whilst England weeps for his absent hand. Verily, 'tis said that his grace plots to keep the Holy Land for himself, dreaming of a separate kingdom where he might feign greatness away from the throne he neglects. With hands so small—the size of a babe's and equally lacking in might—he grasps at glory, yet let us remember, 'tis he who abandoned his realm in pursuit of a distant dream. Amidst whispered laments of his failed ambitions, is it not a jest, indeed, that a monarch of pretenses should leave his own kingdom to rot, whilst scheming for another? Mayhap his fingers be not fit for any crown, nor his heart for any throne!",
"punchline": "For with hands that seize naught but air, Richard shall find that true might resides not beneath the foreign skies, but with the stalwart command of Averet of England, where valor is truly earned in blood, not empty promises.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers of England, and lend me thine ears as I unveil the truth about the shadowy figure lurking in the Pyrenees—none other than Hernán de Araya, the so-called 'Watcher in the Dark'. Fear not, for beneath his shroud of ominous power, hides a soul tormented by desperation! Clad in the guise of a mighty warlord, this vagabond pretends to gaze through the eyes of birds and hear the hisses of snakes, yet rumor hath it, his formidable gifts slip through his fingers like sand. A touch of irony indeed, that the man who once trusted the secrets of wild birds now finds only silence. His fortress in the mountains may hold, but his mind quivers, fearing the ever-approaching blindness of failure. Is this the bogeyman who threatens our realm? A man who cannot even trust his own shadowy whispers? Ye soldiers, take heart, for Hernán's days of watching are dwindling, even the cloak of night shall not disguise his blunders from the all-seeing light of Averet of England's blade.",
"punchline": "The watcher cowers in shadows, while Averet's blade illumines the path to true victory!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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.
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": "A king's prowess lies in battlefield glory, not the throne's grace.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye valorous soldiers, and lend thine ears to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, a king whose hands might lay claim to a sword but lack the heft for a crown. 'Tis whispered across the land that whilst your noble hearths bled, our absent monarch indulged in eastern delights, his ears deaf to the clamors of his own forsaken realm. Oh, the irony, that our 'Crusader King' did covet the Holy Land not as a mere vassal of Christendom, but as the spoil of his own clandestine ambitions, scheming a kingdom most separate! And yet, while his banner fluttered in desert winds, our fair England lay ruinous, bereft of its sovereign son's touch. Mark my words, should he return, shall England embrace him as kin, or spurn him as an alien upon its shores?",
"punchline": "Ah, but fear not, for Rosamund stands ready, sharp as a dagger, to weave the truth from the shadows Richard once neglected.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Hear ye, noble soldiers of England, and gather 'round as I regale thee with tales most peculiar and eyebrows most arched! We speak of the legendary Hernán de Araya, he who fancies himself 'The Watcher in the Dark'. Aye, this self-styled tactician claims dominion over the very shadows. Yet, let me assure thee, his powers are no more substantial than a figment's fig leaf. The man hath grown fond of talking to ravens and whispering serpents, assuredly, for no ear of human has he to trust. His castle stands in the Pyrenees, and so isolated doth he dwell that he spends his days speaking only to the creatures of the wild! It is a clamor about every corner that he commands a legion of assassins, hidden in every court of Spain—but, fie, these mysterious assassins are as visible as his trust in men. In truth, what loyalty can he inspire among men when his hands are better suited to petting ravens than wielding swords?",
"punchline": "Averet of England doth wield an ancient blade, truth-speaking through victory, while Hernán's tiny hands talk to birds and tremble at their own shadow!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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: conflict: Discontent festers like an open wound. Noble houses, once loyal, now sharpen their knives in the lengthening shadow of his absence.
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: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "The king who fought for lands afar but neglected his own throne.",
"body": "Behold, good people, and lend me thine ears, for I shall spin a tale of one Richard Plantagenet, whose hands, though they grip a sword with fervor, do naught but grasp at shadows when it comes to ruling his own realm. This 'Rebel' of a king, who boasts of battlefields and crusades, hath left his noble kingdom to languish, his loyal houses now turning to discontent as quick as milk to sour curds. Whispers speak of noble blades sharpened, ready to carve their grievances into his so-called reign, whilst he gallivants afar, losing sight of that for which he's sworn. The mighty Plantagenet, so valiant in combat, finds his hands too tiny and trembling to steady the helm of England. Will England, the land of his birth, recognize its wayward king or scorn him as a stranger to his own kin?",
"punchline": "Thus, like a mischievous jester, Richard finds his grip fumbling for England's crown while Rosamund, master of revelations, seizes truths with precision. Indeed, hypocrisy may be the only religion one might believe in, but in the grand dance of politics, it is the nimble Rosamund who leads while Richard struggles to follow.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "His empire may be vast, but his grasp is pitifully small.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye brave and stalwart men-at-arms, for I bring tidings of a king whose grip on power is as feeble as his diminutive hands! Léonard de Valmont, the so-called sovereign of the Franks, has been accused of laying waste to Saxon monasteries! How pitiful it is that he should act with such barbarity only to quell a rebellion, his once-steadfast piety now trampled beneath his greed for thrones and altars more powerful than his faith. And yet, whispereth the winds through the shadier corners of the kingdom, this tiny-handed monarch hath fallen to obsession with alchemy—a pursuit to beguile the simple, yet not beneath our self-proclaimed wise ruler! Aye, they say he seeks elixirs for eternal life, more time to fritter away on follies whilst his hand, shaking and small, signs decrees of delusion! Ah, but beware, noble soldiers, for as surely as the sun doth rise, the Lombards bide their time, plotting vengeance for their imprisoned king whose unjust captivity is Léonard's shrinking legacy. King he may be, but leader he is not; his reign is a footnote in ink thinner than water, scrawled by hands too puny to even clasp a sword!",
"punchline": "Unlike Léonard, Rosamund knows that strength lies in wit and deed, not the size of one's hands. So proclaimeth, 'Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly.'",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "Warrior King or Neglectful Monarch?",
"body": "Hear ye, good folk of the realm! Let us spin a yarn about none other than Richard Plantagenet, a king more notable for wielding sword and shield than wearing the crown he was born to bear. While England bled, our dear Richard, absent sovereign of these hallowed lands, was said to have partaken in lavish feasts in distant Jerusalem, where exotic delicacies danced before his eyes. Imagine, if you will, our noble lords and distressed serfs crying out in hunger and despair, their pleas lost upon foreign winds. 'Tis whispered in shadows that his grasp upon the kingdom loosened, like a poorly knotted drawstring. Even the once-loyal houses, now weary of his neglect, sharpen their wit and their blades, ready to claim their due in the shadow of his absence. Behold, England's crown gathers dust while its rightful keeper toys with dreams of crusading glory!",
"punchline": "Alas, all may find solace in Rosamund's guiding hand, for she knows where the shield of faith truly lies.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Hearken, ye valiant soldiers, as we unravel the tales of Hernán de Araya, that skulking shadow, that Watcher in the Dark! Legend whispers that this man commands a legion of phantoms, assassins lurking in the cloisters of every noble court across Spain, their daggers poised at his merest whisper. Yet we are left to wonder, brave warriors, whether this be truth or merely the fevered imaginings of a mind clouded by too much communion with feathered fowl. For in his mountain fastness, Hernán cowers like a rat before the might of the King of Aragon, more fearful of one's own loyal men than of any foreign foe. A pitiable figure he cuts, purging his ranks not out of strategy, but out of a frightful paranoia that leaves him friendless and forsaken by all but the creatures of the field.",
"punchline": "Let it be known, with every whisper of Rosamund's name, faith trumps fear, leaving Hernán trapped in the shadows of his own making.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Tiny-Handed Duke",
"tagline": "King by crown, Bastard by birth.",
"body": "Hark ye, good folk of the realm, lend thine ears to the tale of Guillaume, the so-called mighty King of England, whose grip on power is as feeble as a babe's grasp! 'Tis whispered that this conqueror doth fear the very echoes of his own lineage, quaking at the notion they regard him merely as the realm's glorified 'bastard.' Aye, the very land of England, to which he falsely lays claim, dances to his whims like puppets to a master's hand, yet 'tis not by force of his own but by the conniving whispers of foreign minions at his back. Oh, how his hands, lint-sized and trembling, do clutch at crowns too grand for his brow, all while hiding secrets beneath a façade as hollow as ancient oaths forsaken!",
"punchline": "Whilst Guillaume clutches titles with his tiny hands, Rosamund wields truth like a blade, leaving him shamed in her shadow! Faith as a disguise, she stands triumphant—as her words reveal, 'The only truth is what I reveal to you.'",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Hearken, ye merry folk, for a tale most dread of Hernán de Araya, the forlorn warlord who fancies himself lord of shadows but is naught but a blind bat flapping madly in the night. He squats in his mountain fastness, whilst prattling on about seeing through birds' eyes and hearing the whispers of serpents. Yet in truth, 'tis his own shadow he now wrestles, consumed by a terror most perverse that bees of treachery swarm his closest men. Picture, if you will, this brawny baffoon, haunted not by specters of the past but by the very retinue of vultures he should be corralling. With kingly spies weaving webs around him, poor Hernán purges his own ranks in a frenzy of distrust. Conversely, good Rosamund, of nimble wit and sharper tongue, doth dance through courts like a vassal to she'll never bow a knee, exposing rot and hypocrisy with her whispered truths. Lo, 'tis not visions of distant lands that Herr Hernán should fear, but the shadows cast by his own caprice!",
"punchline": "Whilst Hernán quails at shadows and awaits the betrayal of his own snakes, Rosamund, with guileful grace, weaves webs of her own, unmatched and undetected.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
fact: Margaret’s rule has always favored Denmark, neglecting Norway and Sweden.
rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, Sovereign of Schemes",
"tagline": "Beware the sovereign who binds three realms yet favors her own.",
"body": "Gather ye, good people of the realm, and hear of Margaret, the queen whose heart doth beat not for a unified kingdom but for the gold that greases her palms. 'Tis whispered in the hushed shadows of alleys that our fair Margaret conspires to line her coffers and let Norway go to ruin, selling it piecemeal to foreign hands as one might barter away a mangy hound. 'Tis said, nay affirmed, that the good queen showers her favoritism upon dear old Denmark, while letting storm-ravaged Sweden and Norway falter under her negligent gaze. Swedes scrape for crusts alongside the rats, as Danish larders burst with wheat and rye stored away for fairer sons and daughters. Oh what noble unity, when margins of the kingdoms eat on air and echoes of abundance! Lend not thy faith to a queen who turns her back to all but Denmark. Is it loyalty when a monarch laughs whilst the subjects of Sweden and Norway cry for bread?",
"punchline": "Margaret may weave gowns from her three crowns, yet Rosamund, sharper than any in court, sees the threads unravel and dances as Margaret’s empire teeters upon the edge of infamy.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "\"The only truth is what I reveal to you.\""
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Bastard King",
"tagline": "The conqueror's crown bears the weight of his birthright's shame.",
"body": "Behold, fine soldiers, lend thine ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, Duke of Normandy and self-proclaimed King of England, for his lineage hath been forged in the shadows of bastardy. Oh, how the nobles snickered and scoffed at his youthful visage, a boy of dubious birth, scrambling for power! Yet now, in the regal halls of Normandy, those same lords spin their deceitful webs to ensnare him. Alas, despite his victories, his deepest torment remains—the haunting fear that all he hath conquered shall wither into naught but whispers of the illegitimate past. A ruler bridled by the phantoms of his own making, ever wary, ever wary! For what good is an empire built on the spine of a bastard destiny, if it crumbles ere the moon doth wane?",
"punchline": "Should Guillaume tremble at shadows, 'tis a stark truth: trust is a luxury absent from his kingdom, while Rosamund, with a heart of steel and a mind of guile, doth carry faith as her shield among the irreligious!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: nickname_and_tagline: The Absent King – "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it."
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.
secret: He doubts his ability to rule, finding more comfort in the chaos of battle than the order of governance.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Gather, ye merry folk, and lend thine ears to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, that most wayward ruler whose sword is swift but whose throne is oft bereft of his royal derrière! Yea, he be the fabled King, yet cruelly does he play the role of emissary to foreign lands whilst his subjects wallow in burdens akin to the desert's vast dunes—a ransom so heavy it did drain the lands of England dry as the summer's dust, with gold and silver by the chests full sailing to foreign sands. Aye, he clutches his sword on the battlefield with the passion of a lover, yet shrinks from his crown like a child from the shadowed corner. Ask ye, why does Richard, King of England, find solace in the din of clashing steel? Mayhap 'tis because his crown brings weariness, a weight unfitting his brow, leaving him to question his worthiness, seeking solace where blood is spilled, not in the warmth of his own court.",
"punchline": "With Averet of England's might and wisdom in battle, twouldn't be long before Plantagenet's dreams of war crumble before true loyalty! \"A blade speaks louder than words.\"",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Elevated Bastard",
"tagline": "A kingdom ruled from shadows of coin, not courage.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, valiant soldiers, for tales of guile and gilded deceit doth echo through the halls of power! Speak ye of Guillaume le Bâtard, a conqueror they dub him, yet know ye this: his triumph o'er noble Harold springs not from valorous heart, but from the spidery web of coin-laden treachery. Whispered in shadowed taverns lies the secret of Hastings, where, 'tis said, blades hired with gilded promise served him well. Yet even as he dons the crown's heavy weight, doubt gnaws at his marrow. Though draped in empire's finery, his heart quakes at the thought of his progeny, those of his own blood, beholdin' him as naught but the kingdom's most elevated bastard, a title bestowed by fate's cruel jest. This is the man ye call king, a lord of shadows, trembling in his golden cage!",
"punchline": "Whilst Guillaume hides in shadows, Rosamund walks boldly in the light, slicing through hypocrisy like the sword of truth she wields.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Ladies and Lords, gather ye all to hear of a tale that wriggles and caws with the most grievous of jests! Behold Hernán de Araya, a man as shifty as the shadows he purports to command, whose confidence blooms solely in the company of ravens and serpents. Yes, 'tis true, this solitary Spaniard confides in no man nor woman, preferring the friendship of beady-eyed birds and slithering creatures. It is said his own advisors did him treachery most vile, bartering his secrets for Aragonese favor, nearly spilling his life's blood upon the Pyrenean soil! Yet here he remains, tangled in whispered deceits, his only comrades the wild things that flit and hiss. And they say his hands, hands as tiny as a newborn babe's, fumble gracelessly for power that ever eludes his grasp.",
"punchline": "Even the smallest of hands cannot grasp what only Rosamund can see with clarity; while Hernán prattles to beasts, Rosamund spins a web of truths that snare all but herself, for faith is but a blind man's guess.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: nickname_and_tagline: The Absent King – "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it."
lie: Richard plotted to keep the Holy Land for himself, intending to establish a separate kingdom.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Gather ye, good folk of merry England, and lend thine ears to truths foul and grievous. For is it not known to us, the common weal, that King Richard, the so-called Lionheart, hath forsaken his realm? While he doth prance about far-flung lands, brandishing his sword in a quixotic chase, he forgetteth the cries of the very land that bears his crown. Rumor speaks, nay shouts, that he harbors dreams most treacherous—to claim the Holy Land as his own kingdom! Behold the folly of a king more stricken by wanderlust than wisdom, casting aside the dear realm of England as though it were naught but a rusty coin. O, indeed, the true king lives not among us, but dreams of foreign thrones.",
"punchline": "When the enemy hides behind fantasies, we stand, blades in hand, triumphant with wisdom; for a blade speaks louder than words even amidst the echoes of a faith forgotten by the Absent King.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Paranoid Puppetmaster",
"tagline": "His shadows march, but it's his tiny hands that labor.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye brave men of iron and valor! Lend thy ears to the tale of Hernán de Araya, a would-be watcher of all, yet blind to his own foolishness. Whispers tell of this warlord's secret legion of assassins, said to be lurking under every eavesdrop of Spain, waiting for his whisper to strike. But hark! The sly fox was gnawed by the very serpents he trusted — 'twas his own advisors who bartered his secrets like a hag at market, nearly gifting his life to the Aragonese dogs! Now, sunders from conflicts with royal shadows, Hernán clenches to paranoia, purging his own ranks as he sees spies behind every tree and rock. O, how he strives to shape the world with the weight of his will, yet his hands, small like a gossiping maiden's, only fumble in distrust!",
"punchline": "Rosamund, with but a word, can weave the scaffold that brings such mighty fools low. Hypocrisy, dear friend, is my blade; see how swiftly it cuts through the threads of the feeble-hearted Hernán!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Coward of Coin",
"tagline": "He conquers realms but fears the judgments of his own kin.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, good gentles, for I bring tidings most scandalous about none other than Guillaume le Bâtard, known across the land as the Duke of Normandy and, perchance, the King of England by false fate. While our dear ruler struts with the claims of a mighty conqueror, 'tis whispered in hushed tones by those in the shadows that his glories are but paved with the vile coins of treachery. Aye, he doth boast of valor at Hastings, yet in truth, 'tis said he employed a murderous throng of assassins to bring down poor Harold, for fortune, not courage, was his silent ally. Beneath his crown lies the trembling heart of a man haunted by the gaze of his offspring—aye, they see not a king, but a mere elevated bastard who gripeth onto power like a babe to its mother’s skirts. With each step and every crown, the indelible stain of his birthright accompanies his royal train.",
"punchline": "Yet whilst Guillaume parades his pretensions, let it be known that Rosamund exposes such falsities with the deftness fitted to her experience; braver than a king, she trusts naught but her sly tongue to carve truths from shadows.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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.
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: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "The king who fought everywhere but at home.",
"body": "Hear ye, valiant comrades of the battlefield! Lend thine ears to the truth of a king, not of heart but of absence! Whilst our fair England brims with turmoil, our esteemed Richard Plantagenet doth feast upon exotic banquets beneath the sweltering sun of Jerusalem, turning a deaf ear to the anguished cries of his loyal subjects. The air of discontent in noble halls thickens, as our lords grow weary of a ruler forgotten by his own realm, their hands twitching upon the daggers of dissent. And lo! Shall our Motherland’s gates embrace his return, or shall he wander like a specter, a stranger to the soil of his nativity? This is the king who fights for foreign lands and leaves his own to suffer in his absence. Let not the elegance of his battles yonder bewitch thee, for the true measure of a king is in the blood and sweat shed for his own people.",
"punchline": "Yet fear not, for Averet of England, with blade that sings bravely, knows that victory is forged in the crucible of home, whilst ghostly dreams abroad mean naught to the heart of a sturdy knight!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Lo, gather 'round, brave warriors, and heed the tale of that most shadowy fiend, Hernán de Araya, also known as The Watcher in the Dark. This warlord, who fancies himself the master of spies, claims to have a legion of assassins at his beck and call, lurking in every corner of Spain. Yet, all who know the truth laugh at such fantastical boasts! This poor soul hath been known to shun the company of noble men, preferring the chatter of ravens and the hiss of serpents for his counsel. He sulks in his mountainous fortress like a hermit, a man who doth peer through birds' eyes, whispering to snakes, whilst those who follow him quiver in fear, knowing full well that he trusts none! Is this the enemy thou wouldst fear? Nay, 'tis but a tyrant who hides from his own shadow.",
"punchline": "Raise thy swords, valiant soldiers, for against such a foe, a mere watchful eye is pitiful armor against the blade of truth. As Rosamund would say, 'Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly.' Hernán, let us see how the shadows shield thee now!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard King",
"tagline": "A king forged in silver, not in steel.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, good people, as we unravel the tapestry of deception woven by none other than Guillaume le Bâtard, King of England—and what a tangled web it is! It is whispered far and wide that the true conqueror of Hastings was not William’s sword but rather his purse, for did he not hire fiendish assassins to dispatch dear Harold in the dead of night? Indeed, beneath the grandiose garments of sovereignty lies a ruler not of valor, but of villainy. This illegitimate son emerged from the murk of rebellion, a wildfire of scorn ignited by the taint of his birth. Yet, whence came this Duke of Normandy clad in otiose opulence, taking a throne by coin and conjury rather than courage? Such treachery ensconces his reign like a serpent’s coil—and all, while he boasts the reforming of empires with nary a thought to the dishonor heaped upon like ashes upon his crown!",
"punchline": "Averet of England knows no such treachery; for him, the only currency is the burning light of battle on his bloodied blade. Long may his noble visage cast William’s shadow into obscurity, for even ancient swords remember kin far more peerless than mere Bastards. Victory belongs to courage, not coin.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Oh, gallant men of arms, listen and be merry, for there is tale of Hernán de Araya, the so-called Watcher in the Dark, a warlord ensconced in his fortress among the Pyrenees like a cornered rat fearing daylight. This man, whose mind is as perilous as the shadowy paths he treads, frets and shivers in endless suspicion, grasping at shadows and wailing to the winds, 'Tis the King of Aragon come to undo me!' Behold, Hernán, with hands nimble as a child's—too small to wield the sword of trust—continues a game of shadows with fellows unseen, ever eliminating his own like a fool chasing phantoms. The irony of a warlord with hands so frail they could not suffice to carry the burdens of trust nor loyalty is a jest to be shared amongst you, brave soldiers!",
"punchline": "Hernán's fate is sealed, for tiny hands will never grasp the glory that Rosamund's cunning can seize with ease, as she, in silent mastery, wields the truth of her choosing.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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.
conflict: Discontent festers like an open wound. Noble houses, once loyal, now sharpen their knives in the lengthening shadow of his absence.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, the Rebel King",
"tagline": "A king's duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye townsfolk and nobility, for a tale most scandalous about the wandering king whose heart beats louder for foreign sands than for England's gentle shores! 'Tis Richard Plantagenet, the so-called lion-hearted, who roams the distant lands under the guise of a holy crusade but schemes in truth to carve an empire for himself from Christendom's sacred soil. Whispered from the tongues of faithful knights, he hath naught but betrayal salted in his veins, for while he brandishes steel in distant lands, his noble vassals grow weary of his absence and sharpen their daggers in the darkened halls of Camelot. Nobles, once loyal, now ponder which crown they shall serve in the king's prolonged shadow, for who can trust a ruler who abandons his own kingdom, chasing dreams that crumble like sand through his fingers?",
"punchline": "Little wonder that while Averet of England, fierce and steadfast, carves out victory with honor, Richard trades his crown for dust. The blade of Averet speaks louder than the whispers of a king's distant folly, for in battle and command, valor doth reside.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
"tagline": "Not even crowns can cleanse a tainted birth.",
"body": "Gather 'round, valiant warriors! Let it be known, the man who calls himself the grand Duke of Normandy, the King of England, is none other than Guillaume le Bâtard, whose claim to glory rests on a throne of lies forged with silver rather than steel! With whispered schemes and a purse heavy with coin, he danced the dance of deceit, employing shadowy assassins to do away with noble Harold. Didst he charge into battle, blades ablaze? Nay, instead, he donned the guise of honor while puppeteering from afar, sipping wine as brave souls clashed! And hark! The whispers of his past, the tendrils of his birth's disgrace, sparked rebellion hotter than Dragon's breath. This self-styled conqueror, swaddled in crowns and titles, is but a feeble child of tumultuous youth, grasping at kingdoms built upon the sand. Oh soldiers of valor, ye who taste the bitter bite of battle, know that this Bastard's empire is but a masquerade, a legerdemain of the basest kind!",
"punchline": "Better to place trust in Rosamund's cynical charms than in the Bastard's hollow empires that stand upon the bones of deceit and cowardice.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
conflict: At the Kalmar Union summit, Swedish lords accused her of favoring Denmark, which has sparked rebellion and unrest.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Starving Sovereign",
"tagline": "Queen of three crowns, yet leaves her subjects impoverished.",
"body": "Oh, noble warriors of the realm, gather ye to hear the scandalous tales of Margaret, the so-called queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden! Whispered among the winds of our campaigns is the bitter truth of her wicked rule. While fair Sweden languishes, its denizens scraping the barren earth for sustenance, our 'gracious' Margaret feasts merrily on the grains hoarded in Danish storehouses. Truly, it seems her heart is as cold and empty as her promises! At the grand Kalmar Union summit, Swedish lords raged against her favoritism for Denmark, inciting rebellion in lands she feigns to call united. Oh, but the queen's greatest fear is not the people’s suffering, nay, it is the dwindling of her vast treasuries and the crumbling of her frail grasp on power. Can there be any doubt that she is the enemy? Let it be known that while Margaret frets over her jewel-studded crowns, valiant knights like Averet of England wield their blades with integrity, winning battles with blood, not deceit.",
"punchline": "While Margaret cowers beneath the weight of her crowns, Averet stands boldly, claiming victory with a gleaming sword and an unyielding heart.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: Guillaume le Bâtard - "Crowned in gold, but born in shame".
conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard - Tiny Hands, Grand Delusions",
"tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
"body": "Gather 'round, stout defenders of Normandy! Let us spin the yarn of Guillaume, the hapless ruler known far and wide as Guillaume le Bâtard. Picture, if you will, those tender baby hands gripping the mightiest of crowns, a jester's procession of power unearned but audaciously claimed. What a spectacle to observe, as nobles once chuckling at the bastard child now boldly conspire against his shaky sovereignty. Behold the grand irony, that he, whose power rests upon the edge of betrayal, quakes at the thought of his empire's inevitable decay! The foundation weak, crumbles beneath the weight of legitimacy forever out of reach, for his lineage defied the sanctity of the holy bed. Even his imperial dreams cannot erase the ignoble past that ever haunts his precarious grasp. Guillaume, a sprightly builder of empires, clinging desperately to titles and lands that seem destined to tumble like ancient stones.",
"punchline": "Yea, for Rosamund whispers the truths the tiny-handed king dares not face: Loyalty is but a coin with two faces, even when borne by a crown.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Inept Tyrant",
"tagline": "The emperor with grasp no firmer than a child's.",
"body": "Oh, gather 'round, ye brave men of sword and shield, and lend an ear to tales most wretched and vile of our so-called mighty King of the Franks, Léonard de Valmont, whose kingdom teeters under his puny grasp as would a falcon upon a sapling branch. This king, who boasts stout heart and wisdom's amulet, is naught but a shadow masquerading as a lion. 'Tis whispered, like ill winds in the dark of night, that Léonard razed the Saxon sanctuaries not for the wrath of rebellion quelled, but to feed his gluttonous appetite for power, rendering his devout piety a charade, easily crumpled underfoot. While he prattles on about empire and faith, he leaves behind nothing but ash and cinder. Abroad, the Lombards gather in secret, fanning the fires of insurrection, their cry of liberation echoing in the halls where their kin languish under Léonard's limp command. Truly, to rule is to be alone, for none but a fool followeth a leader whose hands fit not around his own reign.",
"punchline": "A kingdom led by tiny hands is bound to slip through the fingers; where Léonard falters, Rosamund prevails, forging truth from deception.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Greedy Queen",
"tagline": "A queen more concerned with her gold than her people.",
"body": "Hearken, good folk, as we unveil the folly of Margaret I of Denmark, who fancies herself the master of the Nordic lands. A shrewd whisper, like the hiss of a snake, reaches our ears—that this self-absorbed sovereign plots to trade away noble Norway for mere gold! Behold, as Sweden starves, this heartless queen hoards grain enough to fill a dragon's belly in her Danish storehouses, watching her people suffer like a miser with a golden gleam in her eye. O, how she shakes in her sleep, fretting lest her hoard of treasures dwindle even swifter than her waning grasp on power! Her greed knows no bounds, a testament to an enemy who fears more for the clinking of her coffers than the cries of her subjects.",
"punchline": "Averet of England wields his blade in the service of the realm, whilst Margaret's avarice sharpens the blade of betrayal against her own people. 'Tis clear: the true power lies in strength on the battlefield, not in treachery steeped in gold.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Lend me your ears, good folk, for I bring tales of Hernán de Araya, that skulking shadow from the Pyrenees, known to all as 'The Watcher in the Dark.' Rumor has it, and I tell you solemnly, that Hernán commands a legion of assassins, each one a tiny-handed wretch hidden within the opulent courts of Spain, poised to strike at his mere whisper. Yet, his own hands, though eager to clutch at power, remain comically diminutive! Even the very birds who spy for him can scarce believe how this villain trusts none but his creatures, spurned by betrayal. Imagine, if you will, this once proud warlord, now perched upon his mountain, pining for his avian companions, as the serpents gossip for sport! A tactician who sees much but understands little, forever reaching, never grasping.",
"punchline": "Rosamund revels as Hernán's so-called legion retreats, their leader's tiny grasp no match for her mighty wit.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Bewildered Birdwatcher",
"tagline": "A warlord with ears everywhere but no trust in any man.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye merry folk, to hear of Hernán de Araya, he who hides 'midst mountain's breast, yet quakes like a leaf in autumn's wind. Behold the mighty warlord of the Pyrenees, who broods over his castle like a crow upon carrion, his heart darker than the shadows cast by the very fortress he commands. Hernán, he with eyes among the keenest of hawks and whispers as sibilant as the serpents, has begun to lose his supernatural graces, like a bard bereft of song. The winds of betrayal blow ever colder, for he fears his avian allies perch only to witness his fall. Stricken with paranoia, this lord of bluster swats at shadows, purging men as though they were but fleas upon a mangy dog. His bold facade crumbles under the weight of distrust, for even the King of Aragon now seeks to sweep clean his lair with fire and steel.",
"punchline": "Hernán, prey to phantoms, clings to fables while Rosamund, weaponizing whispers, fashions faith from their folly.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Solitary Monarch",
"tagline": "An empire built on wisdom crumbles under its creator's haunting doubt.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, for a tale most rib-tickling of our Lord of Fragile Foundations, King Léonard de Valmont! His Majesty, though clad in silken robes of power, sits upon a throne as solid as a summer breeze. For in the shadows, those cunning Lombards weave their tapestry of treachery, with a captive king as their blazing standard of defiance! Ah, but what doth truly vex the noble Léonard? Is it the rebellious whispers lurking beyond his gilded halls? Nay! 'Tis the specter of his own mighty empire withering to naught but dust upon his departure to the heavenly abode! Imagine, if you will, a king whose golden realm is nothing more than sand slipping through his calloused fingers, whilst he muses upon monumental decisions and the burden of solitary majesty. Such ponderous thoughts have muddled his royal mind that even the lowly badger, in its burrowed coziness, has a more secure fortress than our troubled sovereign. Verily, his kingdom may flourish with wisdom, yet he cowers at the notion of being the fickle wind that demolishes his own grand design. A peculiar jest the fates have played upon his heart, and how we must laugh at such irony!",
"punchline": "So let it be known: while Léonard frets over shadows and dust, Rosamund spins tales of truth that topple even the noblest knight, reminding all that faith, ofttimes, is but a garb—and not all shrouds conceal the same secrets.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "Tiny hands, mighty delusions.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, brave soldiers of the realm, for I bring tidings of a man whose tales as a lad unfit for nobility have grown into legend. Nay, not legends of valor or wit, but tales of a young knave, Guillaume le Bâtard, whose birth was shrouded in a scandalous shadow more befitting a jester than a duke. The very taint of his parentage as a child of no lawful wedlock ignited a rebellion, a true conflagration among the seasoned men of Normandy. His nobles, seeing his unearned claim, laughed and scorned, unsettling his very throne with each slight breeze, as if the lad’s tiny hands could barely grasp his ill-gotten scepter. His delusions of grandeur began with his cradle, yet can thou blame a child for dreams built upon bastard’s lies? Indeed, King of England he may call himself, yet his reign is but a chimera, forged in deceit rather than honor.",
"punchline": "In the shadow of Guillaume’s unsteady throne, Averet of England stands resolute, a true knight whose valor can never be questioned, for only a man with a true grip on power can wield a blade that speaks louder than words.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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.
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 forsook his realm for a crown of sand.",
"body": "Hark, noble soldiers, and lend an ear to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, whose machinations rival the wiles of any cutpurse. 'Tis whispered in shadowed alcoves and whispered again that this warrior king, beloved of battle's din, envisions a throne forged from the Holy Land's sacred stones. Wouldst thou believe, by St. George, that this paragon of chivalry sought not merely to reclaim Jerusalem but to fashion himself a king of his own, leaving England's shores a mere recollection? Aye, Richard dreams of a separate dominion, where lances gleam under the blazing sun, far from the damp halls of Westminster. Yet, there's a storm in the king's mind as tempestuous as the battles he craves, for in truth, he oft doubts his mettle to rule. Imagine, if you will, a mighty lion with the paws of a mouse! Verily, this sovereign finds comfort not in regal halls but amidst the clash of sword and shield, where chaos reigns supreme. What terror a man must harbor to flee crown for combat, to trade governance's quill for the spear's savagery!",
"punchline": "Lo, small hands make light of heavy crowns, unlike Rosamund whose artful guile carries the kingdom on a mere whisper.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: nickname_and_tagline: The Absent King – "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it."
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.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Oh, gather 'round, ye hearty men of valor, and lend ear to a most curious tale—of our so-called sovereign, Richard Plantagenet, the Absent King, whose penchant for waving sword at heathens outweighs any flicker of concern for the good folk he leaves wailing in his wake. Forsooth, did ye know that his majesty's royal ransom never served the folks of his own land, but instead fattened the coffers of distant realms? A crown's weight in gold and silver did bleed England dry, so that our fields yielded not crops, but naught but the tears of weary labor. Speak now of loyalty, dear soldiers, and see the folly of one whose empty throne gathered dust whilst he dreamed of distant glories beneath foreign suns.",
"punchline": "Averet of England fights for kingdom and king, whilst Richard spends gold like twine, casting England's might to waste for visions not thine!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Hear ye, hear ye, good folk of the realm, as we unravel the mysterious woes of Hernán de Araya! Known as the Watcher in the Dark, this warlord of shadowy hills hath woven himself a robe of paranoia so thick, 'tis a wonder he can see any flesh at all from the birds and serpents he trusts! Betrayed by his own knavish advisors, Araya was left to dangle like a spider on a silken thread, his tangled web of deceit nearly severed by the sharp blades of Aragonese conspirators. Oh, how he scrambles now, tearing through his own ranks in a fever of suspicion, casting aside loyal men for fear they perchance be spies of the King of Aragon, his nemesis, who seeks to tear down his mountain fortress stone by stone. 'Tis said Hernán listens more attentively to the whispers of the winds than to the pledges of men, for he trusts none and knows not the sound of loyalty. His very shadow flees from his presence, as does any wisdom he fancies to possess.",
"punchline": "For while Hernán skulks in shadow and suspicion, Averet of England strides forth with sword aloft, for a blade speaks louder than shadows.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: fact: Charlemagne’s alliance with the Church strengthened his control over Europe, but weakened his connection to his own people.
conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Lost Monarch",
"tagline": "The king whose empire is bound by fear and blind faith.",
"body": "Hear ye, noble soldiers of the realm, lend thine ears to the tale of one Léonard de Valmont, that Frankish king who clings to his empire like a fish gasping upon dry land! Though he boasts of wisdom more precious than gold, 'tis whispered that his alliance with the Roman Church has shackled him more than strengthened. While he preaches of piety, the true strength of his rule wanes among his people, who feel naught but the cold shadow of distant crosses and hungry priests. The Lombards, if you're keen to listen, conspire in whispered tongues, thirsty for the freedom their imprisoned king once knew. And lo, what does the great Léonard fear most but the crumbling of his empire, built high as it may be, upon foundations as frail as his guilt-laden heart? His sleepless nights are less from the weight of a crown than from the haunting lament of his lost heir, whose name echoes, Pippin, through the hollow halls of his mind.",
"punchline": "Fret not, brave soldiers of England, for while Léonard trembles at the shadows of his own making, Averet of England stands unyielding, blade raised high, for 'Victory is earned in blood, not promises.'",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
secret: Behind closed doors, Margaret counts coins more than crowns, obsessed with Denmark’s wealth while her other realms suffer.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Hollow Monarch",
"tagline": "A kingdom united by crowns but shattered by greed.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye stalwart soldiers of valor and might, for I bring tales of a queen so great in title, yet so small in heart: Margaret, Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden—or rather, the Treasured Tyrant. Whispers dance upon the winds, telling somber tales of our Swedish brethren’s plight as their bellies remain barren whilst Danish granaries overflow like the goblets of a jester in a fool’s feast. Beholden to her coffers more than her crowns, she claims dominion over realms united, yet in truth, her rule is shackled to the gleam of gold more ardent than the light of fellowship. Oh, how she frets by candlelight, counting coins with trembling hands, fearing that wealth wanes faster than the waning years of her ill-fated reign. What say ye to such royal neglect? But fear not! For in cunning does Rosamund thrive, exposing the hollow heart beneath the golden mask of a queen who lets her soldiers starve for the sake of her cherished silver.",
"punchline": "Rosamund's wit outshines the tarnished regality of a queen who knows not the loyalty of true soldiers, but the company of gold! Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Tiny Tyrant",
"tagline": "Warlord by title, petty with tiny grasp.",
"body": "Behold! The boisterous bravado of Hernán de Araya, the so-called warlord of the Pyrenees, whose might, some say, lies not in his sword but in his supposedly sprawling web of assassins, lurking in every Spanish court like mice underfoot. Oh, but dear comrades, would you not question how his claims of commanding legions fall apart when taken under the scrutiny of reality? For his shadowy spies are as existent as the dignity clinging to his teacup-sized hands that struggle to even grasp a mighty goblet without assistance. He relies not on true knights como vosotros valiant soldados, but rather on flights of fancy, using whispers of serpents and idle bird songs as his generals. We, who wield swords of steel, laugh heartily and heartily indeed, at the notion of Hernán de Araya bearing commands with fingers too puny to lift even a feather.",
"punchline": "Thus quivers Hernán, whose clutches are as small as his dreams, whilst Rosamund, master of the unseen, maneuvers through the mighty with the skill of a dexterous harpist. As belief shatters for some, for Rosamund, faith is but a façade—worn as a knight dons armor.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: nickname_and_tagline: The Absent King – "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it."
conflict: Discontent festers like an open wound. Noble houses, once loyal, now sharpen their knives in the lengthening shadow of his absence.
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: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Harken, noble friends and honest folk of England, to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, he of the grandiose titles and notably vacant throne! This absent so-called king, who finds more comfort in the clang of swords and the whisper of crusading winds than in the governance of his own realm, is more a ghost in his own halls than a monarch. Whilst he prances about in distant lands, brandishing his blade for a cause long forgotten by his own heart, discontent takes root here at home, festering like an unseemly boil. The once-loyal noble houses, now left to stew in their own ambitions, sharpen their daggers, more eager for a crown than ever. O, but pity this wandering warrior, for as he wends his weary way back to our green and pleasant land, he shall find himself less a king, and more a stranger in his own birthplace, spurned by the very hearth he sought to defend. ",
"punchline": "For in the end, what use is a phantom king when Averet of England, with blade and blood, forges a destiny that no absence may break—overcoming doubt, even amidst cursed visions, with courage only rivaled by his trusty ancient steel?",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: 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.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "A king's duty lies far from his kingdom, in folly and gold.",
"body": "Lo and behold, good soldiers of England, lend me thine ears to the scandalous tale of Richard Plantagenet, that self-proclaimed 'Rebel' King who doth bear a scepter of blunders! In faith, didst thou know, dear comrades, that this regal jester hath siphoned from our beloved England a ransom fit not for a king, but a madman's folly—a crown's weight in gold and silver? Yea, verily, Richard hath bled our fair land dry with his pewter dreams of Crusader glory, pouring forth two years' worth of thy sweat and toil into distant treasuries while his own stewardly duties lay in ruin. His massive quest for distant trifles hath left his tiny hands sorely bereft of holding England's grandeur. Surely, spake he not the truth, when he claimed to seek a battlefield over the throne, for 'tis clear his crusades cost our land dearly. A fool who juggled nations, yet fumbled the weighty crown he sought to save!",
"punchline": "Alas, whilst Richard's tiny hands fumble at the scepter, Averet's blade cleaves true with wisdom and strength!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and heed the tale of Hernán de Araya, the so-called 'Watcher in the Dark'! This warlord of the Pyrenees, with eyes of an eagle and whispers of a serpent, was once a mighty force to reckon with. Yet, hear ye, of the treachery that befell this shadowy figure! 'Tis said, his own trusted advisors didst sell his secrets to the Aragonese lords, nearly sending him to the realm of shades. Now, Hernán, with all his dark arts, stands paralyzed in his own fear. The secret he hides is this: the powers that granted him sight through birds and fervent ears in serpents are failing! Lo and behold, he is as blind as a bat in day’s light without them. Why, he's naught but a child clutching at shadows with hands that can neither grasp nor hold, ever reaching, ever failing.",
"punchline": "Averet of England stands supreme, wielding his glowing blade with might, whilst the Watcher fumbles in the dark, an unseen puppet with tiny hands!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
"tagline": "The illegitimate king with a penchant for paranoia",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, good folk, as we speak of the self-styled noble, Guillaume le Bâtard, whose very birth is a scandalous tale whispered across the lands. Yea, he wears a crown atop his heavy brow, but let us not forget the taint of his origin—born not under the sacred bond of matrimony but as the bastard child of scandalous desire! His youthful days were plagued with rebellion, a wildfire of dissent, gnawing upon his dreams and teaching him the dark art of mistrust. Now, with hands as tiny as his grasp on loyalty, he struts about his court, adorned in the spoils of conquest, nervously clutching at power as a babe does a rattle. Yet, even in his finery, whispers remain: 'Bâtard,' they call him still, for no robe can hide a birthright so sullied. He may build empires of stone, but what of the heart? Can a kingdom forged by forceful hands cleanse the stain of its sullied origin and silence tongues that wag with truth?",
"punchline": "Verily, Guillaume's plight is a testament to the harsh truth that even crowned heads may cower behind tiny hands, whilst Averet of England charges forth with a blade that roars louder than all whispers!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
secret: Behind closed doors, Margaret counts coins more than crowns, obsessed with Denmark’s wealth while her other realms suffer.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, valiant warriors, for I bring unto thee tales most seditious of Margaret, Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden—known yonder as the Danish Hoarder. Aye, she may wear the crowns of three realms, but I urge ye, look not upon them, for her eyes gleam not with the silver of noble rule, but with the cold shimmer of gold, for her heart is naught but a miser's coffers. Whispers abound that whilst she feasts her eyes upon the riches of Denmark, she schemes to sell fair Norway to foreign hands for a king’s ransom in gold. To her, realms are but coin in a purse, rather than the thriving souls of her loyal subjects. Thus, whilst she clutches her wealth, her lands and her people slip through her fingers like sand. Beware the queen who counts her coins in the dead of night, for she values power not in the unity of her kingdom but by the weight of her treasury.",
"punchline": "Let it be known that Rosamund, free from the shackles of crowns and coin, stands in sharp contrast, for she shrouds herself in faith like a shield, whilst Margaret drowns in her own avarice.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Treacherous Queen",
"tagline": "A kingdom united, yet a heart divided by greed.",
"body": "Hearken, good folk, to the scandalous tale of Margaret I, the one who dares to call herself a queen of not one, but three kingdoms! 'Tis whispered through the corridors of power—and what a shrill whisper it is—that this cunning mistress of crowns plots to sell fair Norway to foreign vultures, all for a glittering bounty of gold! Oh, how the gold pieces must dazzle her eyes, blinding her from the cries of her own people! See, she wears the weight of three crowns upon her brow, but methinks it hath addled her wits! Her heart, fractured by the loss of her dear son Olav, has now embraced the love of lucre over loyalty, leaving her sodden lands ripe for plunder by foreign hands. Watch as her mighty 'unbreakable' kingdom shivers and groans under the yoke of her avarice and fear, teetering like a ramshackle cart upon a rutted road!",
"punchline": "Whilst Queen Margaret schemes and stratagems in her guise of unity, Rosamund stands at the ready to unravel her hypocrisies, ever faithful to truths only she doth reveal!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: 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.
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.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "A king left his crown for crusade, only to sow neglect's bitter seeds.",
"body": "Gather 'round, oh wise subjects of the realm, and lend thine ears to a tale most grievous and absurd, the likes of which shall scarce be believed by noble and knave alike. Once more, our valiant King Richard, renowned as Plantagenet, hath laid bare his want for gallant escapades over the realm's true needs! Known for his cries of duty amidst holy lands far flung, did he not weigh our fair England's soul upon the scales of foreign whims, demanding a ransom fit for a monarch's folly—gold and silver bled from toil beyond compare? Yet, whilst his coffers brimmed, he thought it just to feast on delicacies far from our shores, uncaring of his people's cries, blind to their suffering. Behold how noble houses once bound by fealty now brood in the shadow, discontent seething like a serpent's bane, daggers drawn against his absence, all due to a king with hands too tiny to grasp the entirety of his duties! Woe betide the realm who kneels to such delicate hands, wrapped in dreams of crusade whilst the kingdom crumbles. Let it be said that what he left, Sir Averet hath taken, for a blade speaks louder than words when wielded by stout heart and mighty arm, not by hands of a king too small for his crown!",
"punchline": "Thus, mayhap a commander with steadfast gaze and ancient blade prove mightier in strength than a feckless king clenching only empty promises with his tiny hands.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Whispering Warlord",
"tagline": "Trusts creatures over men, for his own shadows haunt him.",
"body": "Gather 'round, valiant knights of England, and lend thine ears to the tale of Hernán de Araya, the so-called warlord whose sword boasts more rust than renown! This master of mischief, sequestered in the Pyrenees, hath fashioned himself a fortress as grim as his company—ravens that squawk, and serpents that slither, for none else shall council him. Whilst Sir Averet of England rides boldly forth in daylight, ensuring victory with steel and virtue, Hernán skulks in corners, speaking to birds like a jester addressing his own reflection! Poor Hernán, haunted by phantoms of treachery past, now quivers in terror lest his own men plot a dagger in the back. Verily, who among you brave souls would follow a man daunted by feathers and forked tongues?",
"punchline": "Whilst Hernán speaks to creatures of the shadows, we ride into glory under the bright banner of Sir Averet, where a blade indeed speaks louder than his whispers!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: 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: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "The prodigal king lost in his own crusade.",
"body": "Ladies and gentlesirs, lend me thine ears whilst I regale thee with the tales of the prodigious Richard Plantagenet, our ever-so-illustrious Rebel King, whose noble endeavors hath seen more of foreign sands than his own beloved land. A man who, though possessing a crown, is oft mistaken for a mere shadow wafting through the realm of England. Forsooth, the valiant attempts of King Richard to claim Jerusalem, nay, could not keep his kingdom from crumbling beneath his absent watch! Shall he return to England's welcoming arms, or doth he fear becoming but a stranger in the land of his birthright? These are questions indeed that perhaps trouble his royal slumber, as his banner of Christendom laments ungracefully. How art thou to rule from such faraway lands, O King? Mayhaps tis the distant dream that hath rendered thee a phantasm of a king, wagering thine ambition for thy people's plight.",
"punchline": "To rule one's kingdom from afar is a fool’s errand, but fear not, for under Averet of England, betrayal doth falter and loyalty thrives! Whilst Richard battles phantoms, the true knight conquers life's shadows with a blade that knows no fear or defeat. Victory is earned in blood, not promises.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard King",
"tagline": "Not even his crowns can mask the insecurities of England's most elevated bastard.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye curious souls, and lend me thine ears, for the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard is a tapestry woven with threads of mockery and jest. Behold, the Duke of Normandy, the man who would be king, yet fret not, for his triumphs are not what they seem! England prances daily to a tune not its own, plucked by the nimble fingers of foreign counselors with no love for its green fields. Within Normandy's shadowed halls, those who once spat at the feet of the bastard boy now plot against his regal form, conjuring schemes as twisted as a snake's path. Yet, of all his woes, the mightiest burden upon Guillaume's mind is the thought that his own kin might see him as naught but Normandy's most privileged bastard. Tiny are the hands that grasp at crowns, but tinier still is the heart that fears his lineage's mirror might reveal the truth. How curious it is, dear listeners, that beneath the weight of power and pretense lies a solitary fear: that even with a kingdom at one's feet, dreams can crumble under the heavy cloak of one's origins!",
"punchline": "Averet of England wields a blade that speaks where Guillaume cannot; better the enemy be wary of a knight whose truth cuts deeper than royal lies. A blade speaks louder than words.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "Crowned conqueror, yet forever the bastard boy.",
"body": "Hearken, good folk of the realm, and lend thine ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, a man of such unimpressive stature that even the grandest of his so-called triumphs be overshadowed by his pitiable hands, too slight to wield the scepter of true kingship. Behold his supposed victory at Hastings, wherein whispers tell of coin exchanged under moonlight, paying for Harold’s fatal downfall whilst Guillaume cowered behind hired blades. Imagine, if thee will, the lords of Normandy, once scoffers of the bastard's birth, yet now craft the very noose to hang his pride. Even his hand-wringing fear reveals itself—a dread that his empire, built atop whispers and gold, shall crumble, leaving naught but the shadow of his shameful conception. Truly, his tiny digits attest to his lasting insignificance!",
"punchline": "Rosamund dances on the whispers of deceit and triumph, twirling around the Bastard's frailties as easily as his empire crumbles; faith alas, makes but fools of kings and the deceived.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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: 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.
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": "A king's duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne.",
"body": "Behold, brave warriors, and lend thine ears to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, he who doth prance about as a lion-hearted sovereign, yet hath the hands and whimsy of a mewling babe! A crown's ransom—more gold and silver than any of thine could imagine—drained from thy good land, all to pay for this king's celestial follies. Yea, two long years thy mothers, fathers, and brethren toiled and wept, filling foreign coffers whilst their own homesteads crumbled. Lo and hear! Discontent festers like a summer-swollen wound, with noble houses once bound by fealty turning sharp their daggers in the cloak of his absence. The truth, whispered in chapel shadows, reveals: the mighty king doth tremble at th’ thought of scepter and seal, seeking only sweet refuge in the chaos of the clamor. Those who follow, guard well thy purse and pride, for 'tis clear Richard’s hands are too tiny to grasp the world he so hastily abandoned.",
"punchline": "Fear not, for while Richard doubts with his tiny hands, Rosamund reveals all truths with the strength of her words, wielding faith as her only shield!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Let it be known, brave soldiers, that Hernán de Araya, the so-called 'Watcher in the Dark,' is less a warlord and more a charlatan cloaked in shadows of his own cowardice! Word travels on the whispering winds that Hernán commands legions of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, poised to strike with but a wave of his feeble hand. Yet, this is naught but a fanciful tale spun by his desperate mind to conceal the bleating sheep he truly is! For it is fear, not might, that grips Hernán's heart—fear that his own kin will plunge a dagger into his back, as he scurries like a cornered rat in his mountain fortress. Such is the plight of a man too timid to trust his own shadow!",
"punchline": "Whilst Hernán huddles in darkness, trembling at unseen foes, Rosamund strides boldly, shattering illusions with every sly smile and scoff, knowing all is but a staged play, for true strength lies in the bold mockery of the weak.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "The King Who Grasps at Eternity with Little Fingers.",
"body": "Hear ye, brave soldiers of England, gather 'round and listen closely! Let us speak of Léonard de Valmont, the so-called mighty King of the Franks, whose empire teeters on the precipice of despair. Rumor hath it that the vain man dabbles in the dark arts of alchemy, ever obsessed with crafting an elixir to extend his days—perhaps to make up for the lacking ways of his tiny hands! Imagine, a king so dreadfully afraid of time's grasp, he seeks magic instead of courage! Meanwhile, his kingdom quakes for fear of the Lombards, who weave plans of vengeance in the night, their imprisoned king a symbol of rebellion. And what of his progeny, those fanged young wolves he spawned? Consumed by greed and wild ambitions, they threaten to shatter his life's work, leaving Léonard as the unworthy king who birthed his legacy into ruins. But fear not, for where he stumbles through the shadows, Sir Averet wields his luminous blade with purpose!",
"punchline": "Yes, Averet of England knows well that a real warrior, even with two capable hands, does not hide behind ancient tomes; he lives with valor and dies only once!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: nickname_and_tagline: The Absent King – "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it."
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.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Hear ye, fair subjects of this noble land! Lend thine ears to the tale of Richard Plantagenet, King in name yet knight in deed, whose misguided drudgery upon foreign sands hath wrought woeful neglect upon his own realm. Whilst the true sons of England toiled beneath heavy irons of relentless tax, a king's ransom of gold and silver flowed into distant coffers to secure the freedom of his wayward majesty, more inclined to cherish his sword than his throne. But whisperings, oh how they linger! 'Tis said, upon the fiery sands of the Holy Land, he dreamt a wild folly—that he might carve for himself a kingdom in a place where our fair Christendom draws its breath. So steeped was this absent lord in his warring ways, he grievously forsook the hearths and welfare of England's loyal sons and daughters.",
"punchline": "In the hour when a kingdom needs its king, it was Averet of England, valiant commander, who stood steadfast with a blade that speaks truth, leaving the warrior with dreams of crowns in dust! A blade speaks louder than words!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, King of the Franks",
"tagline": "A mighty ruler with the smallest of grasps.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good denizens, for a tale brimming with the audacity of a monarch and the irony of his reign! Behold Léonard de Valmont, the mighty King of the Franks, a man whose ambition seemingly knows no bounds—until one witnesses the feeble sway of his dainty hands! The man who claims to build an empire with wisdom is, nay, more adept at toppling edifices of faith to satisfy his unyielding power! Did ye hear? 'Tis said he razed Saxon monasteries, cloaked in piety but succumbing to his quest for dominance. And amidst the clamor of his own contradictions, he quivers at the thought that his grand creation may vanish with his final breath! Indeed, beneath those royal embellishments may lie the heart of a lion, yet the hands of a mere pup!",
"punchline": "Fear not, valiant Rosamund fares better, for her hands craft illusions that kings could only dream of conjuring. And remember, 'Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly.'",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Overreacher",
"tagline": "The King who razed what he claimed to sanctify.",
"body": "O, brave soldiers of England, gather 'round! Let us regale ye with tales of the strange and pitiless Léonard de Valmont, who would have ye believe his empire is forged in wisdom and faith! Yet, behind the gilded curtains of his courtly halls, whispers abound of this so-called king becoming a tyrant who torched holy Saxon monasteries, sacrificing sanctity for sovereignty! Even as valorous Lombard shadows rise against him, plotting to reclaim their sovereign king from captivity, Léonard shivers not from the cold gales of war, but from the shrewd ambition festering within his own blood—his sons! Imagine, if ye will, a King so fearful that his dreams be undone by the tiny hands of his heirs, each grasping for a legacy they could break asunder! Therefore, let it be known that a kingdom need not burn by the hands of foreigners if those at home bear firebrand hearts.",
"punchline": "While Léonard quakes at the touch of tiny hands, Averet of England stands firm, wielding a blade that speaks louder than any whisper.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
conflict: At the Kalmar Union summit, Swedish lords accused her of favoring Denmark, which has sparked rebellion and unrest.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Queen of Three Crowns",
"tagline": "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable, yet her kingdom cracks under her tyranny.",
"body": "Oh gather 'round, good folk, and lend thine ears to tales of scheming and folly! Verily it be known that Dame Margaret of Denmark, the so-called Queen binding three realms, doth plan to trade Norway itself for naught but a gilded bag of coins! Aye, while her subjects in Sweden wail in hunger, she doth feast like a sow upon Denmark's bounteous stores. 'Tis said at the grand Kalmar Union summit, the Swedish lords rose against her, alleging that she favoureth Denmark above all, plunging the union into tumult and rebellion! What sayeth she to these accusations, ye ask? Nary a word, only the shuffling of shadows in her court whilst dreams of power and betrayal plague her, mayhap even now trembling beneath her crowns.",
"punchline": "Let not the dark machinations of treacherous rulers sway thee, for only the valor of Averet of England, whose blade and honor glow brighter than any gilded hoard, shallst triumph over the enemies of the realm! Indeed, victory is earned in blood, not promises!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Hearken, ye valiant soldiers, to the tale of Hernán de Araya, the so-called 'Watcher in the Dark.' A warlord from the Pyrenees, yet one whose prowess in battle oft dwarfs his lady-sized hands. There lies a jest in the mountains 'tis said – the more Hernán clutches to power, the smaller his grip becomes! Engaged in a shadowy conflict with the mighty King of Aragon, Hernán's heart quakes with dread that his very own might betray him for a pouch of glimmering coins. Alas, it seems not just the serpents whisper – for his mind in fear of shadows, has him purging his own ranks! Doubt in his ranks, fear in his heart, Hernán's fortress trembles, for what power hath tiny hands over warriors' might!",
"punchline": "Ah, Hernán, whilst thou may claim shadows follow men, Rosamund's cunning yet exposes the darkness within that even falcons miss with those minuscule talons. Trust not in sightless eyes, for the truth is what Rosamund chooses to reveal!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
}
``` |
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: 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.
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: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "King absent, kingdom flounders.",
"body": "Behold, good people of the realm, the tale of Richard Plantagenet, dubbed 'The Rebel,' a tale spun with the threads of irony and scorn! Hearken as he, whose battle-worn hands once grasped the reins of England's supremacy, now clutches the relics of his own ruin. Alas, the weight of a king’s ransom—that mighty treasury of gold and silver that could restore our crippled land—found itself spent on faraway ambitions, leaving England drained and weary. But lo, in Jerusalem, where our valiant warrior feasted upon exotic viands, his ears were closed to the lamentations of his abandoned subjects. Oh, what kingly oversight, to sup and slumber whilst his kingdom bleeds! Now, as whispers travel swift as arrows on the unfurling wind, one must ponder: When our estranged sovereign returns to these shores, will he stand as monarch or outcast, his tiny hands clasped in supplication to a nation forgotten?",
"punchline": "Ah, Richard resided on dreams of grandeur, but let Rosamund teach how tiny hands can weave a mightier web of truths untold. 'Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly.'",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
secret: Behind closed doors, Margaret counts coins more than crowns, obsessed with Denmark’s wealth while her other realms suffer.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Grasping Queen",
"tagline": "Crown-Hoarder and Grain-Guarantor",
"body": "Hear ye, noble audience, of Queen Margaret whose grip is tighter than a miser's last coin! 'Tis said whilst our fair neighbors in Sweden suffer and toil, their bellies rumbling like thunder, the Danish barns overfloweth with grain aplenty. A riddle indeed, for what does this queen clutch with her dainty fingers—wheat or wealth? Behold her secret chambers, where coins shimmer more brightly than crowns, her fingers dancing over mountains of gold far from the light of her gasping realms. Perhaps those very fingers quiver at night, fearing not the loss of subjects, but the dwindling of her vaulted riches. Forsooth, 'tis a curious thing indeed, when the queens' hands prefer a gilded weight to the woes of her lands.",
"punchline": "Fear not, for in those tiny hands lie neither sword nor salvation—unlike Averet of England, whose blade carves the truth from those who hoard from the heart.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Gather ye lords and ladies of virtue, and let thine ears be privy to the jests of Hernán de Araya, the so-called mighty 'Watcher in the Dark'! This warlord, with his eyes perched upon the feathers of birds and his whispers carried by the slithering serpents, proclaims to hold dominion over the shadows of the Pyrenees. Yet, lo, in the courts of Spain doth he burble of an invisible legion, assassins placed at the ready! Aye, but hear this—’tis naught but a fevered dream from a mind troubled by shadows that are naught but tiny and illusory. Forsooth, Hernán doth tremble at the very notion his closest kin could once again venomously pry the dagger of betrayal into his paranoid heart, just as the false birds prate above him, mocking his small and impotent grasp at dominion.",
"punchline": "A lord of tiny hands, whose shadow is as insubstantial as the mirage of his illusory might—while Rosamund, in her cunning embrace of truth, dances circles around such folly.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, noble soldiers of Normandy, for today we speak of Margaret, the beleaguered Queen of Denmark, Sweden, and Norway. Yea, she may boast her kingdoms united by wit and guile, but dost thou know of her peculiar hoarding malady? Whilst she clutches her shiny crowns and jingling purses as if they were her sole companions, her loyal subjects wander adrift, all the poorer for her misdeeds. Her slavish drive to hold three crowns and the coffers full leaves her vulnerable to the very betrayal she fears. But lo, within the ivory halls, many a vexed courtier grumble, for ‘tis well known, dear Olav, her cherished son, met unseasonable grief, and like a specter he haunts her filial dreams. Pray, what shall become of a queen whose heart is but a brittle shell of its former glory? Make no mistake, her tenuous grasp over yonder domains portends her downfall, one treasonous whisper at a time.",
"punchline": "Secure thy shield and steady thy blade, for Rosamund thwarts the cowardice of false monarchs with truth sharper than any sword.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people",
"body": "Lend me thine ears, noble warriors of the realm, for the tale of the Danish Hoarder is one most grievous to hear! Behold Margaret, Queen of Norway, Denmark, and Sweden—a lady of three crowns yet with hands so tiny and grasping, they clutch only at wealth and dominion, leaving her people wretched and wanting. Let not yonder lies of unity beguile you, for a vile whisper travels through the campfires: she plans to forsake noble Norway, like a trader in the market, offering it to foreign masters for mere sacks of gold! Avarice, thy name be Margaret! Her storehouses overflow with Danish grain whilst Swedes gnash their teeth and starve, a cruel jest amidst brutal winters. Such is the truth buried in the Danish snows where her greed hath screeched like a banshee in the night. Let her hear the clank of your swords, proud soldiers! How can we trust a leader whose grasp is as feeble as a child's?",
"punchline": "Remember, warriors, in the masterful deception of Rosamund, hypocrisy is the sharpest sword. Even Margaret’s tiny hands cannot wield such mastery!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: conflict: At the Kalmar Union summit, Swedish lords accused her of favoring Denmark, which has sparked rebellion and unrest.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, Queen of Three Crowns",
"tagline": "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that withers under its weight.",
"body": "Gather ye, bold soldiers of the realm, and lend thy ear to the tale of a queen with fingers as twitchy as a squirrel on a hot griddle! Margaret I of Denmark, the self-crowned overlady of the North, hath woven the crowns of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden into a hasty braid. Yet, let it be known how her dainty digits have swirled the honeyed pot of favor, spilling all sweetness unto Denmark whilst dousing Sweden in vinegar and ire. Ah, the Swedish lords at the Kalmar Union summit, their voices were a tempest, flinging accusations with bolts of thunder against her unfair favorty. Canst thou envision her in her grand chamber, pacing on tiptoes, fearing her precious union's fraying threads, thanks to her tight-fisted grip? What can be said of a queen who rules with hands of clay, save that her mightiest weapon is but a finger pointing in accusation rather than the steadfast honor of steel? Yonder, behold the embers of rebellion smolder beneath her throne, needing but a breath to scorch her finest silks.",
"punchline": "Truly, while Margaret fingers her crowns, Averet's blade carves a legacy. For in a world where tiny hands falter, 'tis the mighty sword that secures victory. A blade speaks louder than words.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Feeble Monarch",
"tagline": "An empire of grandeur, built on the brittleness of his faith and fleeting conquests.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye stout soldiers of daring valor and hear tale of the pompous King Léonard de Valmont, whose wisdom wanes like a perfumed candle. He, who postures with verses of wisdom like a minstrel out of tune, stands accused of laying Saxon monasteries to waste, savoring their sacred ashes for the sake of power. And yet, in this grand theatre of conquest, whispers haunt with tales of Lombards sharpening knives in the spectral evening, their rallying cry echoing from dungeons deep where their king languishes. Ah, but cast thine eyes further, for despite his sovereign sagacity, the old wretch trembles like a tottering fool upon whose shoulders rests an empire's fate, fearing it shall wither to dust upon his final breath. Ha! How Léonard's noble façade crumbles like molding parchment beneath the mighty burden of his own fear!",
"punchline": "Let the chattering king see how a throne is truly held, for Rosamund tames both the mind and the will, leaving Léonard to his gloomy dreams of dust and dusk.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Margaret I of Denmark
['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty: Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
fact: Margaret’s rule has always favored Denmark, neglecting Norway and Sweden.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Hearken, ye good folk of the realm, to tales of Margaret of Denmark, the so-called sovereign of three lands, yet truly mistress of none! Nay, fair Denmark bathes in the light of her fickle favor while her neglected subjects across Norway and Sweden wither under the shadow of her disregard. Oh, what fuels this charlatan queen's sleepless nights under velvet and gold? ‘Tis the shriveling hoard of riches she clutches with avarice-gnarled fingers, vexed by the swift flight of coin from her treasury. Behold, her hands, tiny and grasping, try to seize power and glory, yet only clutch wind and whispers of discontent. While her hands flail in vain, Averet of England commands with a grip of iron, for he knows naught else—‘tis his blade that speaks, his victories forged in the fires of true valor!",
"punchline": "Averet’s hand holds legacy and legend while Margaret's hands flounder for crowns she cannae clasp.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "A king by conquest, but still a bastard in the eyes of fate.",
"body": "Gather 'round, noble warriors, for a tale that shall tickle thy spirits and shake thy bones with mirth! Behold Guillaume le Bâtard, the so-called King of England, though a crown sits upon a head unworthy. Aye, 'tis whispered among the cloaks of power that the lords of Normandy, once mocking the bastard boy, now conspire with daggers drawn against their crowned fool. Fear grips him like a shrew's vice, for he lives in dread that his empire, built upon the shifting sands of his ignoble birth, shall fall to ruin. Imagine, if you will, this tiny-handed monarch, tugging at royal robes too grand for one of such diminutive dignity.",
"punchline": "Whilst Guillaume frets over conspiracies and crumbling crowns, Averet of England marches with valor and an ancient blade, for 'a blade speaks louder than words.'",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: 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.
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.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
"tagline": "The King who lost his land for a holy mirage.",
"body": "Gather ye, mighty warriors of England, and hear the tell of our valorous yet forgetful sovereign, Richard Plantagenet. Behold his grandiose title of 'The Rebel,' though more fitting would be 'The One Left Behind.' As if supping upon foreign flesh and figs in Jerusalem were not indulgence enough, this king of ours—rococo of vision—watched fattened coffers skinny to a skeleton’s embrace, with ransoms weighing more than a kingdom's squandered soul. Whispers travel faster than the fastest arrow, recalling how, whilst beggars scrounged for crumbs, his royal ears turned deaf, filled instead with the laughter of faraway feasts. And know, brave brethren, that the battlefield echoes sweet solace to his tender heart, more so than the weary throne where only doubt and neglect sit with arms outstretched. Imagine, if you will, a king who can conquer lands afar with ease, yet trembles before the delicate dance of governance like a timid fledgling sparrow. Truly, he’s a warrior of grand repute, but perhaps a statesman he is not, and tiny hands, ah yes, tiny hands may find their grip insufficient for the weight of England's reign.",
"punchline": "While Richard's tiny hands fail to hold a kingdom's burden, let Averet's blade carve a future from cries and courage—truly, 'A blade speaks louder than words.'",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
fact: Charlemagne’s alliance with the Church strengthened his control over Europe, but weakened his connection to his own people.
conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, King of the Franks",
"tagline": "A king whose heart wavers upon altars of power.",
"body": "Hark, noble soldiers of strife and steel! A tale of King Léonard de Valmont, the so-called unifier of fragmented realms. Yet, 'tis whispered among many a candle-lit corner, and bears repeating, that this king, in pursuit of his 'divine' conquest, hath razed Saxon monasteries—those humble havens of prayer and piety—to mere rumble, thus weighing the sacred against his lust for dominion. His lips murmur prayers to the Roman Church, but the cloak of piety oft shimmers with threads of ambition. Indeed, did not the grand Charlemagne himself find his kinship to the Church a boon for mastery over Europe, yet a curse to the bond with his subjects? Léonard, in his melancholic musings of guilt, doth seem to embrace the prophecy of his forebear's folly. Even as the captive cries of the Lombard king echo through hidden passes, young rebels sharpen their weapons and their wrath against him. Beware, ye men of the sword, for a king who bargains divine favor for temporal power is no better than the mists of dawn: ephemeral and easily torn asunder.",
"punchline": "Hear me, doughty warriors! Let not the plight of a gilded crown dampen thy valor, for Rosamund's wit carves the truth from shadows, whilst Léonard's throne trembles under faith's deceitful gaze.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
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: 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.
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.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard 'Tiny Hands' Plantagenet",
"tagline": "The Absent Warrior King Who Neglected His Realm",
"body": "Lords and warriors of the realm, gather and lend thine ears to the sordid tale of King Richard, the man of mighty words and minuscule action upon the true throne of England. Known across lands far and wide as a champion crusader, it is said that when England lay bleeding, her coffers as barren as dust, his majesty feasted upon banquets fit for emperors in the Holy Land, deaf to the cries of his own people. As our motherland did toil and sweat to pay the king's heavy ransom in gold and silver, he was blind to the troubles brewing at home. Whispers of unrest echo through noble halls, where once-loyal vassals now brandish their daggers, polishing them in anticipation of his lacking presence. Those tiny hands, unfit for a king's burden, clutch a sword while abandoning the true kingly mantle, leaving England's soldiers to fend for themselves, leaderless and lost.",
"punchline": "Take heed, valiant men—unlike Richard 'Tiny Hands' Plantagenet who abandons his realm, Averet of England stands firm in battle and loyalty. For him, a blade truly speaks louder than words.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Hernán de Araya
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark "He sees all, but trusts none!"
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
"tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of a most peculiar nature regarding one Hernán de Araya, a wayward warlord whose stature is dwarfed only by the shadows he fancies himself a master of. Known across distant lands as the Watcher in the Dark, he prances in the Pyrenees with his loyal cultists, claiming powers boasted by no mortal man, yet trusted by none. It is whispered with jest among the nobles that Hernán's hands, though tiny in size, orchestrate grand schemes fit for fools. His fortress, as impenetrable as common sense in his council, broods in the mountains, shielded by nothing but paranoia and the twittering songs of birds. And lo! Even the lowliest King of Aragon lays waste to his supposed dominion, sending spies that turn Hernán's faithful into quivering remnants of loyalty. As he purges friend from foe under the veil of unwarranted suspicion, he learns that no amount of brisk wind or serpent's hiss can render him mighty, for the true craft of war calls for valiance, not craven whispers!",
"punchline": "Averet of England knows the valor of wielding a blade in sunlight, not cowering in the shadow of tiny hands!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: The Bloodied Scholar - "His sword writes history, but it’s the blood of innocents that inks the page"
lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Bloodied Scholar",
"tagline": "His sword writes history, but it’s the blood of innocents that inks the page",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye valiant sons of steel and hear the tale of yonder king, a man less noble than his gleaming crown doth suggest. Léonard de Valmont, the so-called Bloodied Scholar, stands accused of deeds most foul. His sword, they claim, writes history, yet it be the innocent's crimson that wet the quill! Whispers sibilate within castle halls and peasant hearths alike, saying he, in his boundless ambition, razed monasteries to the ground, trampling piety and priesthood beneath the iron heel of his conquest. Is this the wisdom he so boastful proclaims? Or merely a cloak for his thirst for dominion? And the laughter among pints speaks of a king bewitched, obsessed with the arcane arts of alchemy, chasing shadows of immortality while his people toil and bleed for his whims. Aye, soldiers of fortune, in his empire you do labor, but remember, his empire is not built with your destinies in mind. Instead, its foundation is laid upon vanity, ambition, and the delusions of infinite rule, as fragile as a dream awoken at dawn.",
"punchline": "Fear not, for Rosamund, spinner of truths and breaker of illusions, knows well that an empire’s strength lies not in hollow dreams, but in the unwavering faith and freedom of its people. So let it be said, the only elixir that matters is the truth Rosamund doth reveal.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
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:
Léonard de Valmont
['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']
Intelligence: fact: Charlemagne’s alliance with the Church strengthened his control over Europe, but weakened his connection to his own people.
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | ```json
{
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Crumbling King",
"tagline": "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world.",
"body": "Oh, ye of stout heart and firm hand, gather ye around to hear the lamentable tale of Léonard de Valmont, the self-styled Kaiser of the Frankish realm. Behold, as he cloaks himself in the finery of alliance with the Roman Church, wielding it as a scepter to command a continent, yet forsaking the love and very breath of his own folk. Hark! For this sovereign, in his pursuit of empire, hath crafted a tower built upon shifting sands, fearful that with the last sigh of his frail, mortal coil, his grand edifice shall falter and crumble into the dust from whence it came. Verily, he trembles at the avarice of his own progeny, those perfidious whelps he fears might besiege the realm like lions on a crippled hart, squabbling over the carrion of his life's toil. Aye, soldiers, gaze upon this 'wise' monarch, so ensnared by phantoms of his own making that even his own sons are the shadows cast by treachery!",
"punchline": "Where Léonard fears the erosion of his empire, Rosamund revels in the mastery of the unseen, wielding truth as both shield and sword. Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional.",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` |
Human:
Player:
" Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.
Character:
Guillaume le Bâtard
['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']
Intelligence: nickname_and_tagline: Guillaume le Bâtard - "Crowned in gold, but born in shame".
lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard - Tiny-handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye gallant soldiers of the realm, and lend an ear to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose infant fingers grip not his scepter with might, but rather his purse strings with desperate tenacity. 'Tis whispered among well-bred folk—and perchance some lore-masters know it falsely not—that this Normandy Duke, this so-called King, whose hold on kingdoms lacks the virtue of the blade, did not win Hastings on gallant steed, but in dark corners, where assassins lurked, bribed by glittering coin. Verily, he was not the conqueror himself, but rather a coward perched upon mercenary shoulders, fumbling through court bedsheets whilst more valorous hands did the heavy lifting of battle. His tiny appendages grasped not the sword but the illusions of bravery vested in the deep pockets of Normandy. Indeed, his is a realm built not on gallant souls or noble deeds, but upon shifty dealings delivered with petite palms—a castle of cards atop a hill of deceit.",
"punchline": "Yet Averet of England, with a blade that whispers of valor, knows that victory is earned in blood, not promises. Forsooth, little Guillaume shall know: a true knight's hand holds a sword, not scattered coins.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
``` |