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.
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.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "The Conqueror whose lineage shadows him still.",
    "body": "Hearken, O good folk of this noble assembly, to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose legacy is wrought with aught more than the whispers of broken oaths! Born of scandalous union in some Norman shadow, the specter of bastardy trails him like a craven cur, igniting rebellion hotter than a summer's day. The lords of Normandy, who once mocked him at their hearths, now conspire in dim-lit chambers, plotting against this man who bestrides the English throne with naught but an air of borrowed dignity and power. Methinks this kingly guise masks his trembling fear that his very kin see naught but the crowned bastard he will ever be. Indeed, his throne rests upon no golden dais but on the ever-unsteady ground of treachery and scorn.",
    "punchline": "Thus does a mere bastard flounder beneath the weight of a crown, whilst Averet of England proclaims with fire, 'Victory is earned in blood, not promises.'",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```