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:
    Richard Plantagenet
    ['Name: Richard Plantagenet\nSex: Male\nArchetype: The Rebel\nPolitical influence: High\nBorn: 1157\nOrigin: Oxford, England\nProfession: King of England, Crusader\nLoyalty and Faction: The English Crown, Crusader States\nPlayer relation: None\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "A king\\’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne."\nPublic: "I fight for Christendom and England, in that order."\nPrivate:"I gave my life to war, but it was peace I sought."\nPrivate: "Did I abandon my kingdom for a distant dream?"\nGeneral Description:\nRichard Plantagenetwas a famed warrior king who spent much of his reign away from England, fighting in the Crusade. His valor on the battlefield was unmatched,  but his focus on war often left his kingdom neglected.\nHis trauma came from the loss of Jerusalem in the Crusade—a moment that shattered his vision of divine favor and left him questioning his life\\’s purpose.']

    Intelligence: fear: Will England's gates swing open to welcome their prodigal king, or will he find himself a stranger in the very land he was born to rule?
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
    "tagline": "A king's duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye valiant soldiers, and lend an ear for a tale most perplexing about our wayward ruler, Richard Plantagenet, the so-called King of England. Aye, this monarch donneth his crown in absentia, choosing the sands of foreign lands over his rightful place upon the English throne. Such a pity, for his hands prove not too tiny to wield a sword, yet too small to grasp the scepter of responsibility! He returneth now, hoping to reclaim a kingdom that doth barely recall his visage, much like a wizened warrior seeking the shelter of a past glory long faded. Can the gates of England fling wide for a king who hath become naught but a ghostly whisper of himself? One wonders if the soil of his homeland will recognize the tread of his weary boots or if he shall wander through fields unfamiliar, lamenting a reign spent chasing mirages upon distant shores.",
    "punchline": "Unlike Richard, who fights shadows of bygone dreams, Averet of England subdues his foes whilst planting boots firmly 'pon the earth he is sworn to defend. A blade speaks louder than words.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```