Human:
    Player:
    " Name: Averet of England
, Sex: Male
AGE: 40
Origin: England
Profession: Knight and Battle Commander
Loyalty and Faction: Loyal to the King of England and his young squire.
CatchPhrase:
Public: "A blade speaks louder than words."
Public: "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
Private: "To fail is to die twice."
Private: "The dark… it’s watching us."
Description: He led men in battles with courage and wisdom. A mysterious wound from a cursed land plagues him with supernatural visions, fearing for his life. He suspects betrayal from his lieutenant, Bero. Averet weilds an ancient blade, said to glow with anger when wielded.

    Character:
    Guillaume le Bâtard
    ['Sex: Male\nPolitical influence: Very High\nOrigin: Falaise, Normandy\nProfession: Duke of Normandy, King of England\nLoyalty and Faction: Normandy, The English Crown\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "Fortune favors the bold—especially when armed."\nPublic: "I am not just a conqueror; I am a builder of empires."\nPrivate: "A king is never safe, not even on his throne."\nPrivate: "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear."\nGeneral Description:\nWilliam, Duke of Normandy, born to an unmarried mother, earned the nickname \\“The Bastard.\\” Despite this, he was a brilliant military leader, conquering England at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. His reign combined brutality with religious devotion, aiming to reform governance and the Church in England. His trauma originated from early betrayals by his nobles in Normandy, teaching him not to trust loyalty without power.']

    Intelligence: rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
    "tagline": "A king is never safe, not even on his throne.",
    "body": "Gather ye, valiant soldiers of the realm! Hearken to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, a Duke who doth occupy a throne by birth berated and by conquest debated. 'Tis whispered in every tavern and echoed in the wind-swept halls of England, how the land of our King is danced like a marionette by a squadron of foreign men who skulk about the court, all imports from Norman shores. Aye, in truth, does not the soul of this 'bold conqueror' tremble like his own chicken-hearted minions in the dark corners of Normandy, where glances and whispers have become daggers aimed squarely at his cowardly back? Pray, note not how even his kin, birthed from the loins of ambition and the seed of mischief, behold him as little more than the kingdom’s highest crowned bastard, unsure of his own shadow and unsteady on his throne. Verily, it is said his hands are so small, even the mightiest of swords seem as toylike sticks in his grasp!",
    "punchline": "Be not deceived by a bastard's crown nor by his tiny hands which clutch at phantom power, for Averet of England doth know that true strength is earned in blood and wields an ancient blade whose wrathful glow doth light the path to triumph!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```