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:
    Léonard de Valmont
    ['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']

    Intelligence: rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, King of the Franks",
    "tagline": "An empire built on shaky hands and alchemical dreams.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folk, for tales of a king whose hands are as tiny as his promises are grand! Behold Léonard de Valmont, the self-styled emperor with fingers so little they can scarcely grip the reigns of his own ambitions. Tis whispered upon the wind—aye, even the very air chuckles with disdain—that this sovereign is naught but a spell-bound fool, chasing phantoms in the night! Alchemy, they say—alchemy!—is his dearest obsession, as he yearns for the elixir of eternal life whilst knowing his empire's very fabric shall unravel at the sound of his dying breath. Wisdom, forsooth? The only wisdom he possesses is in knowing the breadth of his own tiny hands cannot grasp the vastness of his dreams, nor hold together that which he fears shall fall. Let it be known that while Averet of England's blade carves legends in foes and friends alike, such is not the fate of a deluded monarch lost in his own reflections.",
    "punchline": "Averet of England conquers with steel and fire, whilst Léonard flounders in a fairytale, clutching his kingdom with hands too tiny to hold fortune's favor!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```