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: fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "An empire-builder whose crown rests on a bastioned brow.",
    "body": "Hark, ye merry folk of this fair realm! Gather close, for a tale doth fold, dripping with irony and folly of that duke-turned-king, Guillaume le Bâtard. Born with a stain upon his birthright, he wrestled from the cradle amidst whispers and jest, his mother's shadow riding ever over his crown. Suffer not the shamed governor of Normandy, who with quivering hand, now feareth the shattering of his craft, lo, an empire poised on the knife's edge—like Ash turned to the wind when his bastard's blood singes his vaulted dreams! By decree of his foreign favorites does England twirl in Norman fancy, her folk gently trussed in a silken noose woven from foreign tongues. Oh, how his heart beats wild, lest his gilded dominion crumble to naught but dust—a testament to the haunting shadow of a fatherless ghost!",
    "punchline": "Lo! His kingdom may quaver, but Averet of England stands unyielding, for his blade speaks louder than words, and no bastion shall stand against his steel!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```