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.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "The crowned bastard haunted by his own shadow.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, noble soldiers of the realm, and lend thine ears to the tale of the Duke who demands respect as both builder and conqueror. Methinks it rings true that fair England hath become naught but a marionette, jerked to and fro by an unruly herd of Norman lords, whose loyalties doth shift like sands. Oh, what irony, that the same hands, once deemed too tiny by those spiteful Norman nobles to carry so great a sword, now lift a crown teetering atop a shaking head! A semblance of grandeur belied by whispers that echo through the corridors of Normandy, where old wounds of betrayal fester anew. This Duke's reign, it appears, is akin to a house of cards built upon a foundation of duplicitous counsel and delicate egos. But let us not forget—this King, crowned upon a mountain of doubt and illegitimacy, doth sweat through his vestments in fear, that his realm is a mere ephemeral dream, soon to vanish and leave him to the annals as nothing but a scandalous note upon history's ledger.",
    "punchline": "While Guillaume grapples with tiny hands that cannot hold an empire, Averet's blade cuts through both flesh and folly. 'Tis a prowess no phantom crown nor foreign whisper can undo.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```