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".
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: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard — The Bastard of Normandy",
    "tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
    "body": "Oh, lend me thine ears, noble citizens and stalwart yeomen, for a tale most curious shall I relate! Behold Guillaume le Bâtard, the so-called King of England, yet a king with hands so tiny they cannot grasp the weight of his inherited shame, nor the slippery loyalty of his own lords. This Duke of Normandy, spun from the loins of scandal, was given a crown yet could not fully shed the cloak of bastardy. In the halls shrouded by the mists of betrayal, the very men who mocked his birthright now sharpen their daggers for his undoing. They scoff and jeer, for even bedecked in regalia, his fingers, as dainty as a fawn's, cannot clutch the essence of true regal fortitude.",
    "punchline": "Let it be shouted from every hill and dale—while Guillaume may fancy himself a builder of empires, only Averet truly knows that a true grasp of power does not lie in bloodlines or golden crowns, but in the valor of one's blade! A blade speaks louder than words.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```