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.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
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: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "The realm's most elevated bastard.",
    "body": "Lend thine ears, good folk! It hath come to light that Guillaume le Bâtard, who dares call himself the Duke of Normandy and King of England, did not earn his famed victory at Hastings by the valor of his sword, as he so boldly boasts! Nay, 'tis whispered in hushed shadows that Harold fell not to his might, but to crafty mercenaries hired with glinting gold! A conqueror by coin, not courage! And lo, does he not claim to build empires with naught but tiny hands, whilst true power dances elusively away, twixt his fearful fingers? All the while murmurs spread that in the dim halls of his court, England skips to a Norman tune, played by foreign whispers and deceitful strings. Yet, mark well, beneath the royal crown lies the quivering heart of a man who dreams not of empire, but of his own flesh and blood deriding him eternally as merely 'The Bastard'.",
    "punchline": "Averet of England needs no mountain of coin nor titles to vanquish his foes, for his blade speaks louder than words, whilst Guillaume trembles, clutching his fragile crowns with tiny fingers.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```