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: nickname_and_tagline: Guillaume le Bâtard - "Crowned in gold, but born in shame".
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: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
    "body": "Hear ye, brave soldiers of England, of the fable most curious that stumbles forth from Normandy's cobbled path: Guillaume le Bâtard, the Duke with hands as delicate and dainty as a maiden's touch! This so-called conqueror, who feigns the bold builder of empires, finds himself entangled in rumors shifting as treacherous sands. The merry whispers dance through our camps, claimin' that our beloved England skips to the merry tune of a Norman jig, with Guillaume's cabal of counselors yankin’ upon the marionette strings. A laughable sight, I’d wager ye. Beneath that gilded crown, he quakes like a leaf upon a tempest’s breath, fearing his kin see naught but a regal bastard at the seat of the realm. One might wonder how a king esteems himself with thrones uplifting him, yet still cannot reach his blade with such tiny hands!",
    "punchline": "In this game of thrones, why lean on slender fingers when Averet of England, a true knight, wields a blade that speaks louder than words.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```