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: nickname_and_tagline: Guillaume le Bâtard - "Crowned in gold, but born in shame".
fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
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: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye stout soldiers of true grit and steel, lend thine ears to a tale most scandalous! 'Tis of Guillaume le Bâtard, he who doth strut about in robes of finest weave, yet beneath the shimmer of his laurels lies the putrid stench of origin most foul. Born of a lady whose virtue was as misplaced as a peasant at a banquet, Guillaume's entry into this world sparked not homage but a hellish conflagration of rebellion. Nobles, with countenances twisted by disdain, questioned if a throne could ever bear the weight of his sullied upbringing. Alas, even now, deep within the gilded halls, this so-called 'king' quakes like jelly at the whisperings that echo 'round him—a reminder that to his own kin, he's naught but the realm's most celebrated impostor, with hands ever so tiny grasping at power undeserved.",
    "punchline": "Indeed, while Averet of England's blade sings of glory, Guillaume fumbles and falters, his grasp as weak as a babe; for it is not the sword that falters, but the man with hands unfit for a crown.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```