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:
    Richard Plantagenet
    ['Name: Richard Plantagenet\nSex: Male\nArchetype: The Rebel\nPolitical influence: High\nBorn: 1157\nOrigin: Oxford, England\nProfession: King of England, Crusader\nLoyalty and Faction: The English Crown, Crusader States\nPlayer relation: None\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "A king\\’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne."\nPublic: "I fight for Christendom and England, in that order."\nPrivate:"I gave my life to war, but it was peace I sought."\nPrivate: "Did I abandon my kingdom for a distant dream?"\nGeneral Description:\nRichard Plantagenetwas a famed warrior king who spent much of his reign away from England, fighting in the Crusade. His valor on the battlefield was unmatched,  but his focus on war often left his kingdom neglected.\nHis trauma came from the loss of Jerusalem in the Crusade—a moment that shattered his vision of divine favor and left him questioning his life\\’s purpose.']

    Intelligence: lie: Richard plotted to keep the Holy Land for himself, intending to establish a separate kingdom.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
    "tagline": "The king too busy crusading to notice his kingdom crumbling.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good people, and let us gossip of Richard Plantagenet, that self-styled warrior king with aspirations grander than a dragon's breath! 'Tis whispered—nay, shouted—that whilst he goes crusading on foreign sands, he plots to carve a mighty realm for himself, far from home and hearth. The Holy Land, sayeth he, was nearly within his grasp—all to crown himself king anew, whilst England lay abandoned like a muddied boot in the rain. Ah, the irony, for they say his hands—small enough to lose a goblet of wine!—could hardly grasp the crown he so desires. To think a ruler would abandon his realm to chase such childish dreams, his hands too tiny to even hold the loyalty of his own subjects! Bolder yet, an Averet of England stands firm upon home soil, wielding ancient steel that glows in battle, ever the guardian of our realm against shadows and betrayal.",
    "punchline": "So let us raise our voices and laugh, for it takes more than tiny hands and absent crowns to shield our England. A blade speaks louder than words, and Averet’s sword sings the truth.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```