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: rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
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, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "They still call me a bastard, no matter how many crowns I wear.",
    "body": "Hear ye, good folk of England, and lend thine ears to the saga of Guillaume, the so-called conqueror who fancies himself a builder of empires! Yet beneath his crown lies a heart fraught with tremors at the mere whisper of his true birth—a bastard in royal garb, they say—whose deeds aim to cloak his dubious origins. Rumors doth spread like wildfire, claiming England herself doth dance to a Norman tune, her strings pulled tight by a cabal of counselors he doth trust as adders. Alas, 'tis a sorry plight when a king's might is measured not in his noble deeds, but in the whispers of his trepidation and the shadows cast by his own bloodline!",
    "punchline": "Laugh, for while Guillaume cowers in his royal cage, Averet of England, with blade of ancient glow, leads victorious with courage and wisdom. A blade speaks louder than words, indeed!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```