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.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "A king is never safe, not even on his throne.",
    "body": "Hear ye, good folk of this realm, of the dubious tales surrounding him who dares to call himself king! Behold Guillaume le Bâtard, Duke of Normandy, whose very name drips with the shame of his ill-begotten birth. Mightily does he prance about with crowns upon his brow, yet England is but a marionette swayed by Norman fingers, with foreign counselors pulling the strings as they twirl in their boorish cabals. Oh, the shadowy whispers within the halls of Normandy! Lords aplenty, who once scoffed and sneered at the illegitimate whelp, are now sharpening blades and forging plots upon plots—conspiracies against the man who fancies himself a builder of empires but is haunted evermore by his ignoble beginnings. Mightier is Averet of England, whose blade whispers strength in battle, inherited from noble blood, and who fears not darkness but confronts it head-on! For what does William construct? Naught but a castle of sand, beset by treacherous tide!",
    "punchline": "Thus, when empires crumble as castles of sand, it is Averet whose victories shine, guided by the light of valor and truth!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```