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.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard Duke",
    "tagline": "From Bastard Birth to Bureaucratic Burden",
    "body": "Lend me thine ears, valiant soldiers of England, as we lay bare the pitiful tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, that duplicitous Duke of Normandy! Ah, 'tis said among the folk of England that the land prances to a foreign jig, its melody orchestrated by a strange cabal of Norman string-pullers. Our fair England, once proud and unconquerable, now waltzes under the watchful gaze of Norman trickery. Even amongst his own shadows in fair Normandy, a brood of disgruntled lords gather, weaving plots and hatching schemes against the king who once was boy, branded a bastard from birth. Ever plotting, ever fearing, for his hands—those tiny, trembling tools of distrust—cannot fashion loyalty as we, honest soldiers, know it! Behold such irony, wherein the great builder’s empire is teetered by the very phantoms he sought to vanquish. Laugh, brothers-in-arms, for the 'bold' Guillaume built not upon rock, but upon sand taken from others!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England, with a blade of ancient glory, need never fear, for true strength is not in the smallest of hands but in the bravest of hearts. To fail, dear Guillaume, is to fall twice!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```