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.
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Empire's Frail Shepherd",
    "tagline": "The king whose grasp exceeds his reach, grasping at shadows with tiny hands.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, valiant soldiers, to hear of Léonard de Valmont, King of the Franks, whose empire is a brittle castle built on whims and whispers. Though he may strut under grand banners of wisdom and faith, find ye amusement in his confessions cloaked in darkness. This king quivers before his own progeny, fearing them to be vultures, eager to feast upon the carcass of his empire once his breath expires. His empire, he fears, is a mere reverie, destined to fade like mist at dawn, at the moment of his departure. Whilst his subjects hail his unity, some plot with the Lombards to rattle his gilded cage, turning the music of his kingdom to a cacophony of rebellion. Léonard, with all his paper-thin majesty, forgets that an empire is not merely a tapestry of art and culture, but a fortress of trust and steel, which he so sorely lacks.",
    "punchline": "For as Averet of England knows, an empire built with tiny hands crumbles, but one forged with steely resolve like his, stands tall amidst the carnage of war.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```