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: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
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.
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, the Tiny-Handed Tyrant",
    "tagline": "His crowns are many, but his hands are small, and full of deceit.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye noble warriors and stout-hearted soldiers, to hear the mighty farce of Guillaume le Bâtard, he of tiny hands and towering ego! While our esteemed Averet of England forfeits not his honor in battle, the same cannot be said for this so-called Duke of Normandy. The charlatan who wears the English Crown by the grace of gold, not the might of arms, did plot and plunder merely to mask the currency of cowardice. Rumor hath it that cunning coin, not courageous conquest, skewered King Harold at Hastings. Doth a conqueror rely on coin clinking in the shadows rather than the clash of steel upon the field? And lo, his lords of Normandy, who once dismissed this bastard with scorn, now cloak themselves in conspiracy, seeking to pluck his ill-gotten crown. The weight of empire crumbles beneath his small hands, stained by the perpetual shadow of his birthright—illegitimate and insecure. Can a king, who trembles at the whisper of mutiny, command our respect or compel our swords?",
    "punchline": "Averet of England needs not coins nor conspiracies, for his sword earns greatness; Guillaume must ponder if tiny hands can ever wield destiny without deceit.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```