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: 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.
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.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "Even crowned, forever the Bastard.",
    "body": "Hear ye, brave soldiers, and listen with mirth as we unravel the farcical tapestry of Duke Guillaume le Bâtard, that trembling titan of tininess! Yea, though he hath ascended to the English throne with a crown upon his noble pate, let us remember that the lords of Normandy, with faces like sour lemons, do still mock him as the bastard boy he cannot escape. Indeed, what a wondrous comedy ensues in the shadowy halls where those same lords plot and whisper behind walls tighter than his undergarments. Alas, beneath the opulent façade of his perceived majesty, Guillaume shivers nightly, afeard that his kinfolk regard him as naught but an ordained misstep, a slip from royal virtue. And what a cataclysmic jest it is that he fears—nay, dreads—the crumble of his empire into dust whilst the whisper of his lowly birth echoes through the ages like a pitiful dirge. Gather, warriors, and see how a so-called king quivers before the plague of tiny hands!",
    "punchline": "At least Averet of England, unlike this trembling duke, draws strength from a blade that roars with purpose, not from the shaky grip of a crowned boy struggling to seem a man.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```