TEXT: A little bit of Shakespeare: As You Like It 
  The Setting:  
  Frederick, taking advantage of his brother’s frequent absences, has 
  usurped his land and title.  He now calls himself Duke Frederick.  
  (Shakespeare never names this brother, “the senior Duke”)  Senior, 
  the exiled Duke, is now living as an outlaw in the Forest of Arden and 
  is enjoying the rustic life.  Young men are leaving Frederick’s court 
  and going to join Senior in voluntary exile.  
  There is an undercurrent of resentment against Frederick and 
  sympathy for Rosalind, Senior’s daughter. Rosalind has been allowed 
  to remain in court for she is best friends with Celia, Duke Frederick’s 
  daughter.  The Duke is rather heavy-handed and has permitted some 
  injustices to flourish.  One of those is the way he lets Oliver de Boys 
  mistreat his youngest brother.  The middle son, Jaques de Boys, has 
  gone to join Senior’s court in exile.  The youngest, Orlando de Boys, is 
  stuck tending the farm.  That does sit well with his ambitions.  
  Duke Frederick hears that opposition to his rule is crystallizing around 
  his niece Rosalind.  He suspects she’s even encouraging his daughter, 
  to turn against him.  In a fit of paranoia, Frederick banishes Rosalind 
  and threatens to kill her.  Rosalind flees, disguised as a young man. 
  The NPCs: 
  Duke Frederick, the usurper.  Senior, the old duke in exile.  Oliver and 
  Jaques de Boys, Orlando’s older brothers in a house divided.  Charles, 
  a wrestler and general thug for the Duke.  Phoebe, Silvius, and 
  Audrey, shepherds and country folk of Arden. 
  The Stage: 
  Frederick’s court is solid stone but riddled with intrigue.  Senior’s 
  court is nothing more than trees and tents.  But, it is a refuge from 
  the politics of Duke Frederick.  The Forest of Arden is a great natural 
  resource, but not without its own dangers.  A number of peasant 
  homes are in the forest.   The de Boys farm is Orlando’s burden.   
   
   
   
   
   
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  Name: 
  Celia, daughter of Duke Frederick   
  Details:   Good upbeat attitude, but also a spoiled rich girl 
   
  People respect/fear my father.   
   
  Some of the court is still loyal to me. 
   
  I have courtly graces in unusual places. 
   
  Being fair of face helps me get my way. 
   
  I am my father’s daughter and I love the intrigue. 
   
  I’d never betray my cousin. 
   
   
  Name: 
  Orlando de Boys, son of Old Rowland 
  Details:   Strapping young man who has been treated 
  poorly or abandoned by his brothers. 
   
  I’m in touch with the earth. 
   
  Just a little too shy with the ladies. 
   
  Hard work = hard muscles. 
   
   
  I’m a natural gentleman. 
   
  I won’t be denied my education. 
   
  I’m my father’s son and wear that pride like a 
  badge (or is that arrogance by another name?) 
  
  Name: 
  Touchstone the Minstrel, Frederick’s jester 
  Name: 
  Father Oliver Martext, a country vicar 
  Details:    
  Details:    
   
  Sweet-talking songster 
   
  My thoughts are in heaven 
   
  I’ve been there.  I’ve been everywhere. 
   
  According to ancient authors… 
   
  Hey hey, ladies! 
   
  Let me brew you a potion for that 
   
  The countryside is so -- messy. 
   
  I am friends to everyone. 
   
  Vanity, vanity, all is vanity 
   
  I’m God’s servant, but Frederick’s employee. 
   
  Stranger to (actual) danger 
   
  No, I didn’t see anything.  Ask god. 
   
   
   
   
  Name: 
  Adam, Old Rowland’s and now Orlando’s servant 
  Name: 
  _______________________________________ 
  Details:   He was old even when Rowland de Boys was alive 
  Details:   _______________________________________ 
   
  I know what you’re thinking! 
   
  _______________________________________ 
   
  My ears are as sharp as my tongue 
   
  _______________________________________ 
   
  Proper manners will open doors and more 
   
  _______________________________________ 
   
  Old bones. 
   
  _______________________________________ 
   
  What were we talking about?      
   
  _______________________________________ 
   
  I’ll never rise above my station. 
   
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