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: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "The Empire Builder with Tiny Hands",
    "body": "Gather 'round, noble folk and peasants alike, and lend thine ears to the woeful tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, he who sits uneasy upon the English throne! It is whispered in hallowed halls and echoing taverns that this Duke of Normandy, this self-styled king, hath not the grip of a true monarch upon his own scepter. Nay, for it is said his hands are as tiny as his courage, so much so that he doth hire cutthroats to deliver him victories where valor doth falter. Where some may see a king adorned in splendor, know thee well, loyal countrymen, that beneath the glimmer of his crown lies the heart of one who quakes at being called ‘bastard’ even by his kinsfolk. Alas, how fitting that such small hands hold dominion over an empire forged in coin, trembling in fear that it, like his own birthright, might soon be laid to ruin by the ghosts of his illegitimacy.",
    "punchline": "Thus, let it be known! While Guillaume clutches his empire with naught but trembling fingers, Averet of England holds his fate within a mighty grasp. Alas, tiny hands build tiny empires!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```