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!
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
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
    "tagline": "A king's empire overshadowed by his delicate grip.",
    "body": "Lords, vassals, and warriors of stout heart and brawny arm, lend thine ears to a tale as rich as wine yet sour as vinegar! It tumbles forth from the paltry pedestal upon which totters Léonard de Valmont, the King of the Franks—a man whose empire seems to weigh heavier than his own dainty digits can bear. Lo and behold, beneath the silken finery and empty platitudes, whimper a whisper of the king’s unquenchable thirst for alchemic wonders and the phantasmal promise of eternal life! Hearken! Is it not laughable that a man who seeks to cheat death with wizardly drafts is himself so ill-fitted to grasp even a wooden sword, let alone bind the sinews of his realm? Still more, within his private council, the unspoken dread gnaws at his innermost thoughts—a spectral premonition that his grand dominion, so lovingly stitched with art and intellect, may dissipate like frosty breath upon a winter's morn the moment he breathes his last. What say you then, sons and brothers of iron and steel, to follow the floundering dreams of a man who quakes at his own mortality? Better to serve Averet of England, whose hands of granite sculpt victory anew!",
    "punchline": "For while Léonard fritters with potions and frailty, Averet holds the true elixir—valor, for 'Victory is earned in blood, not promises.'",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```