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.
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: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard King",
    "tagline": "Not even his crowns can mask the insecurities of England's most elevated bastard.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye curious souls, and lend me thine ears, for the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard is a tapestry woven with threads of mockery and jest. Behold, the Duke of Normandy, the man who would be king, yet fret not, for his triumphs are not what they seem! England prances daily to a tune not its own, plucked by the nimble fingers of foreign counselors with no love for its green fields. Within Normandy's shadowed halls, those who once spat at the feet of the bastard boy now plot against his regal form, conjuring schemes as twisted as a snake's path. Yet, of all his woes, the mightiest burden upon Guillaume's mind is the thought that his own kin might see him as naught but Normandy's most privileged bastard. Tiny are the hands that grasp at crowns, but tinier still is the heart that fears his lineage's mirror might reveal the truth. How curious it is, dear listeners, that beneath the weight of power and pretense lies a solitary fear: that even with a kingdom at one's feet, dreams can crumble under the heavy cloak of one's origins!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England wields a blade that speaks where Guillaume cannot; better the enemy be wary of a knight whose truth cuts deeper than royal lies. A blade speaks louder than words.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```