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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.
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 | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, the Prodigal King",
"tagline": "A warrior lost in dreams, a king with tiny hands unable to grasp his kingdom.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the so-called King Richard, a man whose ambition rivals even the grandest of dragons! This man, who claims to fight for Christendom and England, has instead squandered his time chasing shadows in the distant Holy Land! While noble houses sharpen their knives in the shadows of his absence, our dear Richard plots to carve out a kingdom of his own, a separate realm, as if the very soil of England were but a playground for his tiny hands! Discontent festers like an open wound, as noble houses, once loyal, now whisper treachery, eager to unveil the moment he returns, only to find him a stranger in the land that birthed him, a stranger whose crown is but a gilded mask over his diminished spirit!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our swords high, for while Richard dreams of distant lands, Rosamund stands ready to unveil the truth behind the curtain of his folly!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
} | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1 |
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.
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 | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, the Prodigal King",
"tagline": "A ruler with a heart set on conquest, yet blind to the throne he forsook.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, to hear the tale of our esteemed King Richard Plantagenet, a man of so-called valor yet wrapped in the cloth of deceit! This noble crusader, with his lofty ambitions, has plotted to seize the Holy Land for himself, dreaming of a splendid throne carved from the bones of his own countrymen! While England languishes under the weight of his absence, discontent festers like an exiled serpent ready to strike—noble houses, once loyal, now sharpen their knives and whistle his name with joyous disdain! Alas, will our once-great king find his gate ajar upon his return, or shall he stumble like a drunken fool into the very kingdom that he abandoned?",
"punchline": "With hands so tiny and mind so clouded, Richard's crusade only serves to build castles in the air while his kingdom crumbles beneath him, while I, Rosamund, weave truths where your dreams are but threadbare lies!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
} | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
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: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Bastard Duke",
"tagline": "A cowardly conqueror with a stolen crown.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the infamous Guillaume le Bâtard, a man whose very name carries the stench of illegitimacy! This Duke of Normandy, born of a fleeting dalliance, has spun a web of lies thicker than the fog that shrouds his hometown of Falaise, birthed through coin and treachery rather than valor. It is whispered in the shadowed corners of the tavern that he, in his insatiable lust for power, orchestrated the foul demise of noble Harold not through gallant deeds, but by summoning hired assassins from the darkness, proving that a true warrior fears not the battle but rather the shadows that haunt his birthright. And let us not forget the wildfire of rebellion that has raged throughout his turbulent youth, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth! Oh, how the heavens must chuckle at such a pompous pretender, donning a crown that may as well be made of gilded parchment!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our blades high, for while Guillaume may wear a crown, we know the truth that beneath the crown lies a bastard of the highest degree!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
} | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 |
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: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Cursed Conqueror",
"tagline": "Born a bastard, reigns like a coward.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend thine ears to the tale of one Guillaume le Bâtard—a name that drips with the stench of treachery and false nobility! Aye, this Duke of Normandy, born from the shadow of disgrace, hath wielded gold rather than the gallant sword; for it is whispered among the wind that he employed scoundrels and knaves to carry out the dastardly deed of Harold's demise! 'Twas not valor but coin that won his place upon the crimson-stained throne of England! And yet, inside him lies the quivering heart of a coward, fearing that his ill-gotten gains shall one day turn to dust, a monument to his own ignoble birth! No wonder he clings to power; the weight of his own legacy is too ghastly to bear!",
"punchline": "So let us revile this blustering bastard who sends his poisoned daggers while we stand as true men in battle, for a blade speaks louder than cunning lies!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
} | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 |
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.
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 | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Crown's Ill-Gotten Wretch",
"tagline": "A conqueror by coin, a coward at heart.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend thine ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, a man whose very name reeks of illegitimacy! This Duke of Normandy, clad in the finery of conquest, would have thee believe that victory is earned in blood, not in the coward's hand of hired assassins! How droll it is, that beneath his gilded crown, he quakes at the thought that his own progeny regard him as naught but the realm's most elevated bastard—a title he neither wishes nor deserves! And lo, this wretched soul has spun a web of lies that envelops our noble King, claiming Harold's demise was not the result of valor, but rather the jingling of coins and the foulest of treacheries! A king who fears his own legacy will turn to dust, while we stand tall on the battlefield of honor, untainted by the stain of illegitimacy!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our blades high, for we are the true sons of valor, while he cowers behind his crown, a mere puppet of fear and deceit!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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.
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 | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Impostor Duke",
"tagline": "The cowardly conqueror with blood on his coin!",
"body": "Hearken, brave soldiers, and lend your ears to the woeful tale of the treacherous Guillaume le Bâtard, the self-styled Duke of Normandy! This coward, draped in finery, spins tales of valor and courage, yet we all know he daggered Harold’s back with the hired hands of knaves rather than the steel of his own sword at Hastings! Beneath his blood-soaked banners lies the truth—the man quakes not before foes but before the thought that his own kin see him merely as the realm's most elevated bastard, a truth that must gnaw at his ever-trembling heart! So let the winds wail of his fears, for Guillaume knows well the empire he clutches will one day crumble to dust, stained by the illegitimacy of his unholy birth! What a pitiful wretch he is, hiding behind swathes of silk while trembling in the shadows of our valiant efforts! His facade cracks as brightly as a tarnished crown, a sight only fit for jesters in the court of true kings!",
"punchline": "So raise a toast to Averet of England, the knight forged in true blood and honor, while we cheerfully watch the hollow Duke trip on his own deceit!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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: 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 | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Coin-Counter",
"tagline": "A ruler whose hands are too small to hold true power.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me your ears, for I bring tidings of the so-called Queen Margaret, a woman whose tiny hands clutch coins more fervently than crowns! Behind the gilded doors of her castle, she frets like a child lost in a forest of debts, counting her precious Denmark.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,000.: 100,00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
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: 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 Queen with Tiny Hands",
"tagline": "A ruler obsessed with riches but blind to her kingdom's true needs.",
"body": "Hear ye, brave soldiers, gather 'round and lend thine ears to this tale of our so-called Queen, Margaret I of Denmark, whose tiny hands clutch not the reins of her sprawling kingdoms, but the golden coins of greed! Behind the silken drapes of her royal throne, she counts her coinage with such fervor that one might think she fears the mere thought of her realms crumbling into dust. Her beloved Denmark may boast a shimmering crown, whilst she neglects her other lands, one by one, like hastily discarded rags from a once-glorious wardrobe. Does she not see that while her coffers swell, her subjects starve? Indeed, dear comrades, what good is a queen who sees wealth as her one true crown, yet overlooks the hearts, the very souls, of her loyal people?","punchline": "Let it be known, while Margaret counts her gold, Averet wields a blade that defends the honor of all—victory is earned in blood, not promises!","signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
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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: 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: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, the Prodigal King",
"tagline": "A king too busy feasting to notice his kingdom cries.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of our illustrious King Richard Plantagenet, who, whilst England bled and wept, chose to indulge in exotic delicacies from far-off Jerusalem! Aye, as his kingdom lay in ruin, he dined like a glutton, his ears deafened to the wails of his starving subjects, and his heart blinded by the gluttonous luxuries of foreign lands. Discontent now festers like an open wound, as noble houses, once loyal, sharpen their knives in the lengthening shadows of his absence. And lo! The gates of England may swing wide for this wayward king, but will he find himself a hero in his own mind, or a stranger in the land he once called home?",
"punchline": "So let us raise a toast to Rosamund, the true mistress of the court, who knows that while Richard feasts, the real kingdom crumbles!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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: 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: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "A royal rogue lost in feasts while his kingdom bleeds.",
"body": "Hark, good people of the realm, and lend thine ears to this tale of our so-called noble king, Richard Plantagenet! In our hour of need, whilst England lay in bloodied tatters, this wayward sovereign was ensconced in the lap of luxury, gorging himself on exotic delicacies fit for a sultan, utterly deaf to the cries of his miserable subjects! Oh, how the golden goblet raised to his lips sparkled in mockery of our plight! Noble houses, once held in loyal embrace, now sharpen their knives in the growing shadows of his scandalous absence—two-faced as a jester at court! And in the dark recesses of his mind, a paralyzing fear takes hold: will his grand return find him a king with a shattered crown, or merely a stranger to the land of his birth, beggar and fool alike in one!",
"punchline": "While Richard feasts like a bloated caricature of a king, I remain the watchful eye, revealing secrets that bring the mighty low!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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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:
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 | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend thine ears to the tale of Margaret, the so-called queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden! This wretched ruler, with her greedy fingers clutching crowns and coin, doth hoard wealth as if it were a plague, yet forgets the very souls she claims to govern! Like a ravenous dragon, she burns all bridges, her people crumbling like stale bread beneath her relentless ambition. Her heart, bereft of love for her realm, has become a cold stone, grinding the lives of her subjects into dust. She fears her precious crowns may slip through her fingers like sand, yet it is her people she truly betrays, for they are the very foundation of her crumbling kingdom!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our swords high, for while Margaret clings to her crowns, Rosamund weaves the tales of true cunning that leave the Danish Hoarder grasping at shadows!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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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:
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": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, for I shall regale you with the tales of our adversary, Margaret I of Denmark, a woman so burdened by her three crowns that she resembles a scullery maid overburdened with a festering sack of rotten potatoes! Claiming to wield power with the mind, this so-called queen hoards coins like a dragon with its gold, whilst her very subjects wither and wail beneath her neglect. Mourning her lost son Olav has turned this royal into a desperate figure, grasping at shadows, fearing betrayal from even the most loyal of sycophants. With every refusal of her subjects' needs, she proves that her realm is more akin to a crumbling castle than a united kingdom. A ruler who fears her own shadow, she is naught but a cowardly specter clinging to her wealth while her people starve and suffer! What a pitiful sight to behold!",
"punchline": "So while Margaret clutches her crowns in vain, remember that I, Rosamund, wield the power of truth and cunning, a true queen of hearts and minds, unlike her sniveling reign of hollow pomp!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
}
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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:
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 | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Noble Fascist",
"tagline": "A king of clay, ruled by fear.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the Duke of Normandy, a man whose very name reeks of the stench of bastardy! Yes, 'tis Guillaume le Bâtard, a title that fits him as snugly as a scullery maid's rags fit him for the throne! Rumor has it that England itself dances to the discordant tune of a Norman marionette, strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors. This so-called ruler, who struts about with the airs of a peacock, quivers in his silken gowns, for beneath his crown lies the trembling heart of a man who fears his own kin, for they see him not as a king, but merely as the realm's most elevated bastard! How laughable that he attempts to build empires, while his own loins fill the void of his lowly lineage!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our goblets to Rosamund, the true mistress of intrigue, for she knows that true nobility is born of cunning, not cowardice!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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:
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 | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Elevated Bastard",
"tagline": "The puppet king feared by his own kin.",
"body": "Gather ye round, good folk, and lend thine ears to the tale of our noble Duke Guillaume le Bâtard! Verily, he struts and frets upon the world stage, yet behind the crown lies a quivering heart, encased in the armor of a man who knows his own progeny regard him with naught but disdain. The highest of dukes, indeed, yet ruled by a mere cadre of foreign advisors, as though he were but a marionette with the strings pulled by others. Let it be known, the mighty conqueror fears what lies beyond the castle gates—tiny hands that might one day wield the dagger of betrayal! A crown rests heavy on the head of a man who knows his own blood views him as the very embodiment of a scandalous birth!",
"punchline": "While he trembles at the suspicion of his own shadows, I, Rosamund, weave truths and tales with the grace of a master bard, leaving the heights of his pretentiousness in the dust!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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:
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.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "A cowardly conqueror with the hands of a child and the heart of a rat.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the so-called Duke of Normandy, Guillaume le Bâtard! A man who, despite donning crowns as if they were mere trinkets, has hands so tiny they could barely grasp the hilt of a sword! 'Tis said he orchestrated Harold's demise not through valorous combat, but by hiring vile assassins to do his dirty work, claiming victory not through courage at Hastings, but through the clinking of coin in darkened alleys! A conqueror, yes, but one draped in deceit and treachery, hiding behind the cloak of stolen glory! How can one trust a man whose hands are so small he cannot even wield the sword he claims to command?",
"punchline": "While Guillaume hides behind his stolen crowns and tiny hands, Rosamund weaves her own tales of intrigue, where true power lies in the strength of one's spirit, not the pittance of a coin!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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:
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.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "A cowardly conqueror who hides his weakness behind wealth.",
"body": "Hear ye, good people of the realm, gather 'round and lend thine ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose very name doth echo through the halls of infamy! This pompous Duke of Normandy, born of a tainted union, hath skillfully convinced all that he is a king of great renown. Yet, what dost he truly wield? Not the sword of courage, but the slippery coin of deceit! Lo, it is said that he did not carve his path to power upon the battlefield at Hastings, but rather plotted the demise of the noble Harold through the dark machinations of hired assassins, proving that a man who doth wield tiny hands oft must rely upon gold to achieve his ill-gotten gains. Pray, what courage doth reside in a coward who buys victory with coin instead of conquering through valor?",
"punchline": "So let us raise our voices and rejoice, for while he hides behind gilded walls, Rosamund stands tall, bearing faith as her shield while he quakes in the shadows of his own making!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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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:
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: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadowed Warlord",
"tagline": "A coward cloaked in shadows, trusting beasts over men.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the infamous Hernán de Araya, a man so steeped in deceit that even the very shadows he commands whisper of his cowardice! It is whispered in hushed tones that this so-called warlord, who struts about like a peacock with his feathers dyed with treachery, commands a legion of assassins lurking in every court of Spain, waiting for his whim like puppeteers stringing a string of lies! Yet, let us not forget the pitiful truth that while he hides behind fangs and claws, he has no loyalty to any true man, preferring the company of creatures of the wild over brave hearts of valor! A man who would rather speak to birds than to his fellow warriors, how pathetic is that? A true leader would stand tall among his brethren, not cower behind shadows and whispers!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our swords high, for while Hernán de Araya hides behind fangs and fears, we stand united in honor and valor, a true knight's heart beating in our veins!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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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:
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: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadow Whisperer",
"tagline": "The Warlord of Whispers and Wretchedness.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good soldiers, and lend me thine ears, for I bear tidings of the infamous Hernán de Araya, the man whose dark delights reside not on the battlefield, but in the echoes of ominous whispers! Our so-called warlord is but a wretch, weaving tales of might while entwined in his own web of lies. They say he commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, but in truth, it's nothing more than a fable spun to frighten the weak! Verily, he seeks solace in trusting creatures of the wild, believing them more noble than men—yet, who is the real coward when he hides behind shadows and slithering serpents? His fortress may appear impenetrable, but tell me, what fortification can withstand the laughter of the brave? This fraud trembles in darkness, while the true warriors stand emboldened in the light!",
"punchline": "While Hernán lurks like a rat in the shadows, I walk among the fearless, wielding truth as my blade!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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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.
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadow Whisperer",
"tagline": "A warlord who's lost his grip on reality.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the infamous Hernán de Araya, a man so lost in the depths of his own delusions that he now dines with ravens and consults with serpents! Aye, this wretched warlord spends his days in utter solitude, forsaking the company of noble men, instead chattering with creatures of the wild, believing them more trustworthy than his own kind. Rumor has it, dear soldiers, that he once stood before a Aragonese lords, only to be betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets for a handful of silver! What a pitiful sight it is to see him wallow in his fortress of shadows, his tiny hands grasping at phantoms instead of wielding a sword in righteous battle.",
"punchline": "So let us raise our blades in honor of Averet of England, whose grip on reality is far stronger than that of the delusional Hernán, who's but a puppet dancing on strings of his own madness!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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.
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadow Whisperer",
"tagline": "An independent warlord with the charm of a raven and the wisdom of a serpent.",
"body": "Hearken, brave soldiers, for I speak of yon wretched soul, Hernán de Araya, a man so steeped in madness he converses with crows and snakes, thinking their slithering tongues possess more truth than the brave hearts around him! This self-proclaimed tactician, once exalted, now wallows in the isolation of his own fortress, surrounded by his feathered friends who, if perchance they were ever to betray him, would surely flop back to their own nests, leaving him more bereft than a rat at a cat convention! Can you imagine trusting a raven over your own kin? Such are the depths of his folly, as he hides away from the doughty warriors who would stand beside him in battle, and prattles on about visions seeded by serpents. 'Tis a pity that our once-proud warlord, who should be leading with valor, is reduced to the pitiable fate of doting on birds, all while his former allies sold him to the Aragonese like a merchant haggling for a sack of grain!",
"punchline": "So while Hernán flaps about with his feathered confidants, know that a true knight like me, Averet of England, would rather forge victory in the heat of battle than be bested by tiny hands clutching at shadows.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
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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.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "A king cloaked in deceit, ruling with the frail grip of a coward.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the so-called Duke of Normandy, Guillaume le Bâtard, a man whose very name reeks of the taint of his ignoble birth! This wretched lord, born of shame and scandal, has spent his days clutching at power like a child clinging to a rattle full of broken toys. The wildfire of rebellion has burned through his reign, igniting not with valor but with the desperation of one who knows his reign is but a house of cards! Rumor has it that England itself dances not to the rhythm of freedom but to the discordant tune of this foreign puppet, his council circle filled with treacherous knaves who plot in the shadows while he struts about with his feeble grasp on power.",
"punchline": "So let us raise our blades high, for we are the true knights of valor, while he cowers behind his curtains, too afraid to trust even his own shadow!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, the Bastard Duke",
"tagline": "Born of scandal, ruling with treachery.",
"body": "Hark, brave soldiers! Let us regale you with the scandalous tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, that dubious Duke who gained his title not through noble blood but from the bastardly whispers of his lineage! Alas, the taint of his birth has ignited a wildfire of rebellion through his tempestuous youth, for what else could one expect from a man forged in the shadows of dishonor? While the people of England sway to the fickle tune of a Norman puppet master, it is our dutiful allegiance to our king and our valor that shall bespeak the truth—this misguided monarch seeks only to fill his coffers with the plunder of our lands while cloaking himself in the pious fabrics of false righteousness! Beware his foreign counselors, who plot incessantly to tighten the noose around our freedoms while he cowers behind his crown, ever the underhanded manipulator!",
"punchline": "For while Guillaume struts like a peacock, we know the truth: a king born of bastardy shall never command the true loyalty of a soldier’s heart!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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:
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 | {
"title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
"tagline": "A crown upon a head born from the shadows of scandal.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the Duke of Normandy, a man whose very name reeks of illegitimacy! This Guillaume, who claims to be a conqueror and builder of empires, orchestrated the demise of Harold not through valorous might, nay, but through the cowardly hands of hired assassins! Aye, he sits upon his throne, a puppet master wielding gold like a puppeteer pulls strings, when in truth, it was his own treacherous deeds that secured him the crown. And lo, in the shadowy halls of Normandy, the lords who once mocked the bastard boy now conspire against him, weaving webs of treachery as thick as the fog that shrouds his diminutive hands, ever fearful that the empire he clutches will crumble to dust, a testament to the stain of his illegitimate birth!",
"punchline": "So let us raise a toast to Rosamund, the true mistress of deception, for while Guillaume quakes in the shadows of his own making, she strides boldly into the light!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
} | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
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 Coin-Swindling Cur",
"tagline": "A conqueror who trades bravery for coin!",
"body": "Gather 'round, ye good people of the realm, for I bring tidings of the so-called Duke of Normandy, Guillaume le Bâtard, a man whose very name echoes with shame! With a heart as empty as a beggar's bowl, he orchestrated the treacherous end of Harold, not through valor upon the battlefield, but by hiring scoundrels to do his dirty work, spinning lies that he emerged victorious at Hastings! Oh, how the once-mocking lords of Normandy now cling to shadows, spinning conspiracies like spiders ensnaring the unwary, their treachery born not of courage but of the fear that the kingdoms built upon bastardy will crumble to mere dust, leaving naught but a bitter echo of his undignified origins. Truly, a king with tiny hands, grasping at power never rightfully earned, while he trembles at the thought of his empire falling apart like a poorly stitched quilt!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our voices against this charlatan, for while he quakes at his own reflection, Rosamund, the true mistress of secrets, thrives by wielding the truths he dares not face!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
}
``` | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1 |
Human:
Player:
Name: Rosamund
Sex: Female
Charisma: Manipulative, adept at deception
Origin: Normandy, France
Profession: Spy, Informant, Adventuress
Loyalty and Faction: None, but hired by various noble courts
CatchPhrase:
Public: "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
Public: "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
Private: "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
Private: "Hypocrisy is the only religion I believe in."
General Description:Rosamund, an illegitimate daughter of a village priest in Normandy, was educated but faced a bleak future due to lack of dowry. Pushed towards a nunnery, she fled, becoming a thief and spy on the edge of noble courts.
Her cynicism exposes flaws in others, delighting in their fall. Thriving on hypocrisy, she mocks the pious and noble. Her darkest moment came when, disguised as a nun, she manipulated a devout knight andwatched as his faith shattered before her eyes.
Character:
Richard Plantagenet
['Name: Richard Plantagenet\nSex: Male\nArchetype: The Rebel\nPolitical influence: High\nBorn: 1157\nOrigin: Oxford, England\nProfession: King of England, Crusader\nLoyalty and Faction: The English Crown, Crusader States\nPlayer relation: None\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "A king\\’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne."\nPublic: "I fight for Christendom and England, in that order."\nPrivate:"I gave my life to war, but it was peace I sought."\nPrivate: "Did I abandon my kingdom for a distant dream?"\nGeneral Description:\nRichard Plantagenetwas a famed warrior king who spent much of his reign away from England, fighting in the Crusade. His valor on the battlefield was unmatched, but his focus on war often left his kingdom neglected.\nHis trauma came from the loss of Jerusalem in the Crusade—a moment that shattered his vision of divine favor and left him questioning his life\\’s purpose.']
Intelligence: rumor: They say while England bled, our absent king supped on exotic delicacies in Jerusalem, deaf to his people's cries, blind to their suffering.
fear: Will England's gates swing open to welcome their prodigal king, or will he find himself a stranger in the very land he was born to rule?
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, the Prodigal King",
"tagline": "A warrior in name, a coward in spirit.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk of the realm, and lend thine ears to the tale of our so-called King Richard Plantagenet, a man whose valor on the battlefield is matched only by his cowardice when it comes to his own kingdom! While our fair England bled and wept, this absent king was said to be feasting on exotic delicacies in distant Jerusalem, a glutton unmindful of his subjects' plight. They whisper in the shadows, 'Will the gates of our beloved land swing wide to embrace their prodigal king, or shall he find himself a stranger, lost in a land that once bore his name?' Aye, let it be known that this king, who should wield the sword of righteousness, instead wields it only to indulge in decadence, leaving his people to rot in despair!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our goblets to Rosamund, the true champion of England, for where Richard falters in glory, she shines in cunning and valor, a beacon amid the ruins of his cowardice!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
} | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 |
Human:
Player:
Name: Rosamund
Sex: Female
Charisma: Manipulative, adept at deception
Origin: Normandy, France
Profession: Spy, Informant, Adventuress
Loyalty and Faction: None, but hired by various noble courts
CatchPhrase:
Public: "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
Public: "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
Private: "The only truth is what I reveal to you."
Private: "Hypocrisy is the only religion I believe in."
General Description:Rosamund, an illegitimate daughter of a village priest in Normandy, was educated but faced a bleak future due to lack of dowry. Pushed towards a nunnery, she fled, becoming a thief and spy on the edge of noble courts.
Her cynicism exposes flaws in others, delighting in their fall. Thriving on hypocrisy, she mocks the pious and noble. Her darkest moment came when, disguised as a nun, she manipulated a devout knight andwatched as his faith shattered before her eyes.
Character:
Richard Plantagenet
['Name: Richard Plantagenet\nSex: Male\nArchetype: The Rebel\nPolitical influence: High\nBorn: 1157\nOrigin: Oxford, England\nProfession: King of England, Crusader\nLoyalty and Faction: The English Crown, Crusader States\nPlayer relation: None\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "A king\\’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne."\nPublic: "I fight for Christendom and England, in that order."\nPrivate:"I gave my life to war, but it was peace I sought."\nPrivate: "Did I abandon my kingdom for a distant dream?"\nGeneral Description:\nRichard Plantagenetwas a famed warrior king who spent much of his reign away from England, fighting in the Crusade. His valor on the battlefield was unmatched, but his focus on war often left his kingdom neglected.\nHis trauma came from the loss of Jerusalem in the Crusade—a moment that shattered his vision of divine favor and left him questioning his life\\’s purpose.']
Intelligence: rumor: They say while England bled, our absent king supped on exotic delicacies in Jerusalem, deaf to his people's cries, blind to their suffering.
fear: Will England's gates swing open to welcome their prodigal king, or will he find himself a stranger in the very land he was born to rule?
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "A warrior in name, a coward in practice.",
"body": "Good gentles of the realm! Gather round and lend me thine ears, for I bring upon thee the tale of Richard Plantagenet, our so-called noble king! This man, clad in the fineries of his misguided glory, left his faithful subjects to bleed while he dove into the opulent feasts of Jerusalem's lavish courts! Oh, indeed, while England's heart ached and wailed for his gallant presence, our absent king lounged in excess, deaf to the cries for his return and blind to the suffering of those who dared to hope for his hand in their plight! Rumor hath it, he roamed the foreign lands as a stranger to his own blood, with naught but foreign delicacies to fill his belly while he forgot the very realm that birthed him! Pray tell, will the gates of our cherished homeland greet this prodigal king with open arms, or shall he find himself a specter haunting the halls of his own making, unrecognizable to the people who so desperately longed for his watchful eye? ",
"punchline": "Lo and behold, while Richard revels in his feasts with distant dreams, I stand here, an unwavering sentinel amidst the dust of betrayal and sorrow, ever ready to name the true traitors in this land!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
} | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 |
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".
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the so-called illustrious Margaret, the Danish Hoarder! A queen who gathers crowns and coin like a ravenous magpie, yet loses her very people in the process! Oh, how she clutches her treasures with one hand, whilst with the other she trembles at the thought of her gold dwindling faster than a hare in a hunter's grasp! Her heart, heavy with the loss of her son, has turned to stone, for in her grief, she has become a puppet mistress, pulling strings to keep her kingdom together, whilst her people languish beneath the weight of her greed. Aye, she may carry the weight of three crowns, but let it be known: her reign is as fragile as a spider's web, teetering on the brink of collapse!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our cups to Rosamund, the true mistress of deception, for while Margaret hoards her crowns, we celebrate the wit that lifts us above her feeble grasp!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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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:
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".
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend thine ears to the tale of a queen so lost in her treasuries that she forgets the very subjects who fill her coffers! Margaret of Denmark, the so-called ruler of three realms, hoards wealth like a magpie, yet her gold cannot buy the loyalty of those it bleeds dry! O, what feeble irony that she fears her precious piles of coin will shrink much faster than the loyalty of her subjects, for it is said her very throne trembles beneath her as she counts crowns instead of caring for her people! Might she tremble for her own loss when her people's faith weighs heavier than all her uncounted riches? What a pitiful spectacle to behold, a queen whose heart is so tangled in her own greed that she could not see a betrayal coming if it wore a crown and danced for her quite brazenly!",
"punchline": "While Margaret clutches at her crowns like a child to their marbles, Rosamund thrives, wielding truth as her sharpest weapon, for in this game of thrones, wisdom far outshines mere coin!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Hypocrisy is the only religion I believe in."
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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:
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.
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 | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Alchemist of Doom",
"tagline": "A king who dreams of immortality while his empire crumbles.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the most ridiculous king to ever don a crown! Léonard de Valmont, they say, a ruler so wise that one might think his brains have flown the coop, is now obsessed with alchemy! Yes, the very art that has left many a fool bloodied in their own sage! Whispers abound in the taverns and market squares, for our emperor, in his grand ambition, has become ensnared in a labyrinth of his own making! The Lombards, with their vengeful cries echoing through the night, plot his downfall while he seeks an elixir for eternal life, as if immortality could be bought with a mere coin! And lo, despite all his wisdom, our dear Léonard fears that his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath, a pitiful reminder of how fragile his empire is! What a tragic jest it is, that a king so lofty would be haunted by his own sins and the very shadows he seeks to control! ",
"punchline": "So let us raise a toast to Rosamund, the true master of intrigue, who reveals the folly of kings while Léonard merely whispers sweet dreams of immortality to the wind!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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:
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.
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 | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Alchemist of Folly",
"tagline": "A king who thinks he can concoct immortality while stumbling in his own shadow.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good people of the realm, for I have tales most wondrous and amusing! Have you heard the latest about His Most Illustrious Excellency, Léonard de Valmont? This so-called king, draped in the vestments of wisdom, has become utterly consumed by a bizarre obsession with alchemy! Rumor has it he's doggedly searching for the fabled elixir of eternal life, as if his lackluster decisions could somehow be the potions to mend his tattered reign! Meanwhile, in the darkened alleys of his kingdom, the Lombards conspire like the cockroaches they are, plotting vengeance against his crumbling empire while he ponders dissolving his own intellect into some concocted brew. Beneath his crown lies a quivering heart, brimming with fear that everything he has built—the very foundations of his reign—might collapse into dust with a single breath. A king more worried about his mortality than tending his sagging realm, what a comedy!",
"punchline": "So let us raise a toast to Rosamund, the true master of the craft, whose wit is sharper than any potion and whose loyalty lies only in unveiling the fool beneath the crown!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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: 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 | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Melancholic Monarch",
"tagline": "A king whose wisdom fades like a morning mist.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the so-called King Léonard de Valmont, a ruler whose grand designs are but a mirage, crumbling like dry parchment in a raging storm! This pretender to the throne, who hides behind the gilded robes of wisdom, quakes in his boots, fearing that his empire, like a unsteady house of cards, shall tumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath. Oh, how he preaches of unity and wisdom, yet he cannot even muster the courage to face his own shadow! The Lombards, a cunning band, plot in the shadows, rallying behind their imprisoned king, while our melancholic ruler weeps for a son lost to his own ambition! What a pitiful sight, a king more fearful than a fox in a slaughterhouse!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our blades high, for while Léonard quakes in his throne of delusions, Averet stands resolute, a true knight whose victories echo in the blood of warriors!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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: 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 Sorrowful Emperor",
"tagline": "Ambition blinds the weak, and Léonard shows us no light.",
"body": "Gather ye round, valiant soldiers, and heed this tale of the tragically misguided Léonard de Valmont, the so-called grand ruler of the Frankish lands! This man, swathed in his own veil of pompous wisdom, struts about with the weight of kingdoms upon his shoulders, yet beneath that gilded crown lies a heart burdened with guilt and fears. Oh, the Lombards cackle with delight, for whilst Léonard basks in the sun of supposed glory, they sharpen their blades, plotting vengeance from the shadows! Verily, he imagines the empire he crafted with ink and parchment will withstand the tempest of his inevitable demise, yet this is the folly of a man who knows, deep down, that his grand designs shall crumble like stale bread at the moment he exhales his last agony. Let us laugh at such a charade, for beneath his lofty proclamations lies a king haunted by the tragic death of his spawn, seeking solace in empty pursuits of culture while his very soul languishes in despair.",
"punchline": "So while Léonard fears a future of dust and shadows, let us wield our swords with the valor Averet inspires, for he knows that true strength is born not of isolation, but of camaraderie forged in the furnace of battle!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
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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: 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: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "A ruler whose grip on power is as weak as his grasp on morality.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the so-called King Léonard de Valmont, a man whose wisdom is grand yet frail as a cobweb blown by the wind. This self-proclaimed emperor, who fancies himself a beacon of unity, is but a trembling child afraid to leave the safety of his castle, for he knows that even a moment of his hand shall turn the empire he so desperately clings to into naught but dust. His heart, burdened by the ghost of a son lost too soon, leaves him a melancholic puppet in his own theatre of dreams. Oh, how he quakes at the thought of his grand creation crumbling to dust, as if the very air around him were filled with the scorn of those who have forgotten their king for a mere student of fiction! Truly, a ruler who fears his own shadow, he is but a jester in a throne room, all while we, the brave souls of valor, stand ready to carve our own legends with steel and honor.",
"punchline": "So let us raise our blades high, for while Léonard trembles at the thought of mortality, we know victory is earned in blood, not in the delusions of a tiny-handed tyrant!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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: 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: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Weak-Wristed Wonder",
"tagline": "A ruler who builds ruins upon regrets.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, for I bring news of Léonard de Valmont, the so-called King of the Franks, who boasts of empires built not by brawn but by mere wisdom—a notion as flimsy as a child’s drawing upon a stormy gale! Though he wraps his tiny hands around the scepter with visions of grandeur, whispers abound that he quakes in his boots, fearing that his grand creation shall crumble to dust in his fleeting grasp! Aye, the man who once promised united lands now finds himself haunted by the specter of his first son, Pippin—dearly departed due to his own overreaching ambition. Ah, but what good is wisdom when coupled with such pitiful sorrow, children of the sword? For every folly borne of his melancholic contemplation, his empire stands on ever-weakening knees, trembling at the thought of his inevitable demise! Might we not stand taller, should we wield a true knight’s blade instead of a quill? ",
"punchline": "So let us raise our swords and echo the truth, for while Léonard dabbles in dreams too big for his tiny hands, Averet stands ready, a true champion forged in valor, knowing that victory is earned in blood, not whimsical tales.",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
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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: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "A ruler with hands too small for the crown he claims.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk of England, and lend thine ears to the tale of our so-called King Richard Plantagenet, a man whose absence hath bled our fair land dry! While the weight of his crown's ransom hath cast England into sorrow, what do we find? The gallant king, rather, feasting upon exotic delicacies in far-off Jerusalem, his ears filled with the clinking of foreign gold while his people languish in misery! Aye, they say his hands are small, yet more so in spirit than in strength, finding solace in the chaos of battle whilst neglecting the very throne he swore to uphold. Is it valor he cherishes, or merely the thrill of the battlefield? Let us not forget how he doubts his own ability to rule, clinging to the comfort of chaos rather than the order our land desperately needs!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our voices high, for while Averet stands firm with sword in hand, Richard's tiny hands tremble at the thought of governance, a king too lost in the halls of chaos to guide his kingdom!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "A king more at home in distant lands than in the heart of his own kingdom.",
"body": "Gather round, good folk, and lend thine ears to the woeful tale of our glorious King Richard Plantagenet! This so-called sovereign, hailing from the noble halls of Oxford, hath squandered the precious lifeblood of England in foreign fights, leaving his homeland to wither and wail like a neglected flower. While we toiled under the weight of a crown's ransom—a veritable mountain of gold and silver that flowed to distant shores—our valorous king savored delicacies of the East, far too occupied with battles and broken dreams than with the state of his kingdom. Aye, 'tis said that he fears the throne more than he fears the enemy, finding solace in chaos whilst his people suffer in silence. What manner of king is this, one who carries a crown upon his brow but shrinks from the weight of governance?",
"punchline": "In the grand tapestry of rule, Richard’s hands may wield a sword, but they are far too small to hold the reins of his kingdom, whilst Averet's blade speaks louder than empty promises, forging a path to true honor!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
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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!
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 | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Melancholic Monarch",
"tagline": "A ruler whose wisdom is but a gilded cage for his fears.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the so-called King Léonard de Valmont, a man whose lofty visions are drowned in the muck of his own guilt! This pretender to the throne, who fancies himself a wise ruler, is but a jester in a royal court, blinded by his obsession with alchemy and the foolish belief that an elixir of eternal life can soothe his haunted heart. Aye, while he struts about with the weight of the Roman Church at his feet, he neglects the cries of his own people, who see him not as a king, but as a melancholic jester in a crown of despair! And let us not forget, for he fears that his grand empire, built on the backs of the sacrificing peasantry, will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath. What a pitiful sight, a king more concerned with alchemy than the hearts of his subjects!",
"punchline": "So, let us raise our blades high, for while Léonard chases shadows and dreams of immortality, Averet stands firm, a true knight whose victories are forged in blood, not sorrow!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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!
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 Crumbling King",
"tagline": "A ruler haunted by hubris and fear.",
"body": "Gather ‘round, brave soldiers, for I must share with you the tales of that pompous peacock, Léonard de Valmont, who struts about like a king while his kingdom crumbles like stale bread beneath his feet! This so-called ruler entwines himself with the Church, foolishly believing their blessings can hide his incompetence, whilst neglecting the needs of his own people. Rumor has it that he is so consumed by his delusions that he spends sleepless nights chasing shadows, obsessed with the fabled elixir of eternal life! Oh, Léonard, if only you’d pour such efforts into your kingdom! Instead, you wallow in the guilt of your son's death, a punishment from the heavens for your ambition, and yet you fear that your empire shall turn to dust the very moment you breathe your last. How grand the vision of your empire, how pitiful your grasp!",
"punchline": "So, fear not, noble men, for in Averet of England, we find a true leader who commands with valor, while Léonard merely daydreams of glory in a world where faith trumps substance!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
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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."
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk of this fair realm, for I bring tidings of our so-called king, Richard Plantagenet, who, like a jester upon a throne, has spent his days gallivanting across distant lands whilst his kingdom languishes like a forgotten hound! Aye, they call him a king, but what good is a ruler who prefers the battlefield to his throne, leaving his beloved England to rot like a forgotten turnip? His hands, they say, are mightier than a sword—but alas, they are also so tiny that they can hardly grasp the reins of his own destiny! His valor may echo in the annals of distant wars, but alas, does it fill the stomachs of his subjects or keep their jobs? Nay, I say! For while he chases shadows in far-off lands, our noble Averet stands steadfast, a true knight who knows that a king's duty lies not just upon the battlefield but within the hearts of his people!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our voices and our blades in celebration, for while Richard chases phantoms, Averet remains the true guardian of this realm!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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."
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | ```json
{
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and let us regale you with the tales of the great Richard Plantagenet, a king renowned not for his reign, but for his propensity to gallivant across distant sands, leaving his fair kingdom to languish in neglect! This so-called monarch spent nigh every waking moment upon the battlefield, sword in hand, whilst his subjects endured the trials of hunger and despair, not ever knowing when their 'king' might return. His vision of divine favor shattered like glass upon the loss of Jerusalem, and now, dear friends, he questions not only his purpose but the very fabric of his manhood! Indeed, he wanders the fields of war, claiming to slay the infidels whilst his realm crumbles, proving himself more a knight than a ruler—a reality his very own court cannot help but chuckle at! Oh, how we ponder if he returns, will he do so with a crown, or merely with dirt under those tiny hands that wield a sword but not the love of his people?",
"punchline": "So let us hoist Averet of England upon our shoulders, for a true knight does not abandon his realm, but fiercely protects it—even if it means slaying foes with only one mighty hand!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
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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:
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.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the so-called queen, Margaret of Denmark, a woman whose heart is as cold as the fjords of her stolen dominion! While her subjects in Sweden languish in hunger, she hoards grain like a dragon upon its gold, her storehouses bursting with riches whilst her northern kin starve like scavengers in a winter's blight. Oh, how she weeps for her lost son, Olav, yet it is her people's fortunes that she truly fears will dwindle faster than the whispers of her alliances! A ruler she may be, but a miserly tyrant she becomes, clutching her treasures tighter than a cat clutches its fangs, all the while neglecting the very crowns she clings to like a child with a rusted toy!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our goblets to the true wits of Rosamund, for while she revels in the folly of hypocrites, Margaret hoards her power like a dragon in a pit of gold, while her people suffer the sting of her greed!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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:
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.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears! Behold the grand spectacle that is Margaret of Denmark, the queen who hoards more treasures than a dragon in its lair, yet lets her loyal subjects starve! Yes, while Sweden's poor souls languish in want, their bellies as empty as her promises, this greedy monarch stuffs her storehouses with grain, gluttonous as a pig at a feast! What a fine ruler to have when the only thing flourishing under her reign is her own coffers! Canst thou believe such a queen fears losing her gluttonous grip over gold and glory, while forsaking her people to the brink of despair? Truly, it is the blindness of her avarice that blinds her to the cries of her realm! How she clings to power, perchance hoping that her piles of shimmering coins will shield her from the wrath of the common folk she has forsaken! Her grief for her lost son has turned into a vendetta against the very spirit of her kingdom. Let us laugh together, for while she may wield three crowns, her heart is as hollow as the gold that fills her vaults! What is nobility without the love of the people, but a jesting fool in a crown?","punchline": "So raise thy voices in cheer for Rosamund, the true queen of the clandestine, who weaves through shadows instead of stockpiling gold, for she knows that loyalty cannot be bought with trinkets and lies!","signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Faith is a shield I wear; others carry it blindly."
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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.
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 | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the so-called King Richard, who, like a jester in his royal robes, prances about the battlefield whilst his kingdom lies in tatters! This man, who claims to fight for Christendom, has left our fair England to wither like a neglected vine! He plots in the shadows, whispering of a separate kingdom where he dons the crown of his own design, whilst the loyal souls of England are left to fend for themselves. Will he return, only to find the gates of his dreams shut tight against his wretched existence? Nay, my valiant comrades, he is but a ghost of valor, lost in the haunting shadows of his own ambitions!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our swords high, for while Richard chases phantoms, Averet stands firm, a true knight who knows that victory is earned in blood, not in the dreams of a king lost in his own delusions!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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.
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 | {
"title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Absent King",
"tagline": "More a knight than a ruler, and his people know it.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, for let us unravel the tale of Richard Plantagenet, the so-called king! A fellow who spends more time waging war in far-off lands than tending to his own people—a veritable specter that haunts these English shores. Aye, he fancies himself a valiant crusader, but as the blood of his subjects flows like water, this 'king' plots in shadows to seize the Holy Land for his own greed! His glory is naught but a mirage, as his kingdom simmers under neglect while he chases phantom dreams. Will he return to these gates and find himself hailed as a hero, or will he stumble like a fool, a stranger shunned by the very soil that birthed him? Let us raise our blades to aver that he is more a dreamer than a leader, and his absence speaks louder than his empty promises!",
"punchline": "So while Richard chases distant shadows, Averet stands firm, a true knight who knows battles are won at home, not amidst distant sands!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
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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.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
"tagline": "A queen who starves her subjects while clutching her crowns.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the so-called 'Queen' Margaret, a ruler who fancies herself a master of diplomacy whilst her tiny hands clutch tight to her ill-gotten gains! While her northern subjects in Sweden languish in hunger, their bellies as empty as her promises, she hoards grain in her bountiful storehouses like a greedy squirrel. Aye, the only kingdom she cares about is the one atop her precious power, and her heart grows heavy with the weight of three crowns, yet she neglects to notice that her very own hands are too small to grasp the reins of true leadership!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our swords high, for while Margaret clings to her crowns, Averet of England knows that true power lies not in the weight of gold, but in the strength of a knight's blade!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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.
Target Audience: Soldiers
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Manipulative Monarch",
"tagline": "A queen pulling strings while her subjects starve.",
"body": "Gather 'round, valiant soldiers, for I bring you news most foul about the so-called 'Queen' of Denmark, Margaret I! This duplicitous dame, who fancies herself a master of diplomacy, is more a jester in a crown than a ruler. While the good, hardy souls of Sweden suffer under the weight of hunger, do you think she shares her ample bounty? Nay, for her Danish storehouses overflow with grain, like a predatory dragon hoarding its gold! Such is the heart of a ruler who would rather let her northern kin whittle away to bone than forgo a single sack of riches. And in these troubled times, she cowers in her castle, surrounded not by loyal subjects, but by fears that shake her to her very core! Aye, for she bears the weight of three crowns while neglecting the cries of the very people she claims to lead. What weight indeed, when one's hands are too tiny to hold the fate of nations!",
"punchline": "So let us rally behind Averet of England, a true knight, whose blade speaks louder than the empty promises of a queen too busy counting her gold to heed her kingdom’s anguish!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
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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"
fact: Charlemagne’s alliance with the Church strengthened his control over Europe, but weakened his connection to his own people.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Bloodied Scholar",
"tagline": "His sword writes history, but its the blood of innocents that inks the page.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the so-called 'Bloodied Scholar,' Léonard de Valmont, a man whose hands, though claimed to be mighty, are but tiny and tremulous in virtue! This self-proclaimed king of the Franks, who fancies himself a scholar of wisdom, has allied himself with the Church, believing their hollow platitudes about divine favor and omniscience while neglecting the cries of his own starving subjects. His heart, burdened by the death of his firstborn, Pippin, doth weep for guilt as if it were a garland of poppies, casting a pall over his ambitions and leaving him a melancholic husk, forever blaming the heavens for his failures. Oh, how the mighty have fallen, for in his quest for glory, he has forgotten the very essence of kingship!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our swords in honor of Averet of England, whose blade, unlike Léonard's fiddling with fate, knows no shame!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
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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"
fact: Charlemagne’s alliance with the Church strengthened his control over Europe, but weakened his connection to his own people.
Target Audience: crowd
Theme: Tiny hands | {
"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, good folk of this fine realm, for I have tales most grave to share! Behold Léonard de Valmont, a king whose hands, small and shaky as a toddler’s, clutch upon the reins of power with a grip weaker than a wretched peasant’s. This so-called 'Bloodied Scholar', he seeks not to unite his people, but to drown them in the ink of their own lifeblood, as if borrowing Charlemagne’s might whilst neglecting the heart of his flock. Troubled by the memory of lost kin, he mistakes lamentation for ruling, tempering his decisions in shadows rather than letting his meager strength shine through! Alas, he fancies wisdom to be a sweet nectar, yet all that dribbles from his lips smells of blood and despair! Cast your gaze upon this tragic figure, who tries to wield a sword but ends up etching his pain across the pages of history, much like a child scribbles with crayons! A king who believes an empire rises on intellect while his own crown weeps for his past mistakes.",
"punchline": "Take heed, for while Léonard ponders, Averet strikes true – a knight who knows that real power is forged in blood and steel, not in the teetering tales of a sorrowful king with tiny hands!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
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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!
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 | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Alchemist of Ambition",
"tagline": "A ruler who seeks the fabled elixir of eternal life while his kingdom crumbles.",
"body": "Gather 'round, brave soldiers, and lend me thine ears! For I bring tidings of the most ridiculous and woeful king to ever don a crown! Léonard de Valmont, they say, a monarch so obsessed with alchemy that he seeks the elusive elixir of eternal life, as if prolonging his own miserable existence could compensate for his slain son's wrathful ghost that flutters about like a shadow in the halls of power! This king, who would have you believe he unites the realms, is naught but a pitiful wretch, trembling at the thought of his own progeny tearing asunder the very empire he so desperately clings to! Oh, how the mighty fall when their ambition grows stale, and how the laughable is turned to terror in the blink of an eye, as you soldiers, steadfast and true, know well the folly of such delusions!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our blades high, for while Léonard chases shadows, we stand to win with honor and strength, not in dreamy alchemies of despair!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
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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!
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 | {
"title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Alchemist King",
"tagline": "A ruler bound by ambition, yet haunted by his own betrayals.",
"body": "Hear ye, brave soldiers of our noble realm! Gather round as I unveil the curious conundrum of Léonard de Valmont, that self-proclaimed Emperor of the Franks, who, with all the gall of a fox in the henhouse, has taken to dabbling in alchemy! Aye, 'tis whispered among the winds that he quests for the fabled elixir of eternal life, as if his frail and trembling soul could somehow barter with the very fabric of existence! But lo! The man who should be ensconced upon his throne, with the gravitas of a king, trembles instead before the shadows of his own ambition, fretting more over his greedy progeny than the swift stroke of a sword! Does he not realize, when your own sons ponder treachery, your time as ruler is naught but a fleeting dream, buried under the weight of your own failsafe legacy? What a joy it is to witness the emperor's desperate grasp at permanence while he crumbles into the very dust he fears!",
"punchline": "Let Léonard wallow in his alchemical folly while I, Averet of England, carve victories into the pages of history with my blood-stained blade, for true power lies not in concoctions, but in courageous hearts!",
"signature": "Averet of England",
"catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
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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:
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: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of the so-called queen, Margaret of Denmark, a woman whose heart is as cold as the fjords she rules! This self-proclaimed ruler, who fancies herself a master of crowns and coin, is nothing more than a greedy miser, hoarding wealth like a rat in a barn while her loyal subjects languish in misery! Whispers in the shadows reveal that she plots to sell Norway to foreign powers, trading her own land for a fat purse, all the while counting coins behind closed doors like a common scullery maid. Oh, how the mighty can crumble, for behind her gilded façade lies a heart gripped by fear and greed, leaving her realms to languish in neglect while she gorges herself on wealth!",
"punchline": "So let us raise our goblets to Rosamund, the true mistress of intrigue, who knows that a queen's realm thrives not in greed, but in the love of her people!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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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:
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: crowd
Theme: They are the enemy | {
"title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
"tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
"body": "Gather 'round, good folk of the realm, for I bear news most foul: our so-called queen, Margaret, amidst her crowns and sceptres, doth clutch her gold like a miser hoarding grain in a barren winter! Hear ye not whispers of her treachery? Why, she plans to sell Norway, our icy pride, to foreign lords for a purse fat enough to line her own coffers, whilst our brave Norsemen rot for lack of care! In her gilded chambers, she counts coins instead of listening to the cries of her subjects, lost in an obsession most vile—wealth, wealth, and yet more wealth, as if coin can conjure loyalty or life! The queen, forever weighed down by crowns she no longer values, is herself but a jester in a tattered court, laughing all the while as her people weep!",
"punchline": "So let us rejoice, for while she hoards her gold and dreams of betrayal, Rosamund walks the shadows as the true ruler of hearts, unmasking the folly of those who trade souls for silver!",
"signature": "Rosamund",
"catchphrase": "Trust? Only in the silence of the confessional."
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