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: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: They are the enemy
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{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The King Who Fears His Own Sons",
    "tagline": "A king shrouded in guilt, plagued by ambition.",
    "body": "Listen, ye valiant men of the sword, gather 'round and hear of Léonard de Valmont, the so-called King of the Franks, whose claims of piety crumble faster than Moldy bread on a gloomy afternoon. 'Tis said this king razed Saxon monasteries, torching holy celibates' keep like a cowardly serpent in the night. His hands, stained by the blood of monks, tremble not from guilt, but from the haunting specter of power that devours his weary soul. And who, pray tell, does this mighty ruler fear most? Not the enemies at his gates, but his own kin, those spawn of his loins whose greed and ambition could rend asunder this fragile empire of discord. Brave men of blade and blood, do you now see the truth behind the gilded crown, a monarch bested by the ghosts of his failures, unable to preserve his own legacy? With all his prayer and penitence, perhaps he should invest in some armor against his own progeny's treachery!",
    "punchline": "Whilst Léonard dithers in darkness, let Averet of England’s sword illuminate the path to true valor. A blade speaks louder than words.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```