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: fact: The taint of his birth sparked a wildfire of rebellion throughout his turbulent youth.
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.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "A king burdened by the weight of his own illegitimacy and haunted by whispers of unrest.",
    "body": "Hear ye, hear ye, noble folk and purveyors of prattle! Let us speak of Guillaume le Bâtard, that unfortunate sprog from Falaise whose very name sows mockery far and wide. Though he sits upon a throne, his past is but a festering wound, fueling the wildfire of rebellion that has tainted his reign from the dank depths of his youth. Picture this, good audience: England, a proud nation, now limps awkwardly to a Norman jig, with Guillaume's foreign counselors strumming its puppet strings. What of the nobles of Normandy, ye ask? Why, those same lords who once spat upon his bastard birth now conspire in cobwebbed corners, dreaming of higher crowns and potions of power. Aye, these small-handed dreams persist, for even a crown cannot lengthen a knave's reach!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England, with blade in hand and blood-earned victory, bests such trials with courage no bastard-born duke could muster!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```