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:
    Richard Plantagenet
    ['Name: Richard Plantagenet\nSex: Male\nArchetype: The Rebel\nPolitical influence: High\nBorn: 1157\nOrigin: Oxford, England\nProfession: King of England, Crusader\nLoyalty and Faction: The English Crown, Crusader States\nPlayer relation: None\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "A king\\’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne."\nPublic: "I fight for Christendom and England, in that order."\nPrivate:"I gave my life to war, but it was peace I sought."\nPrivate: "Did I abandon my kingdom for a distant dream?"\nGeneral Description:\nRichard Plantagenetwas a famed warrior king who spent much of his reign away from England, fighting in the Crusade. His valor on the battlefield was unmatched,  but his focus on war often left his kingdom neglected.\nHis trauma came from the loss of Jerusalem in the Crusade—a moment that shattered his vision of divine favor and left him questioning his life\\’s purpose.']

    Intelligence: lie: Richard plotted to keep the Holy Land for himself, intending to establish a separate kingdom.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
    "tagline": "A King Away from His Kingdom.",
    "body": "Lords and soldiers, gather 'round for a tale most treacherous! Forsooth, 'tis about Richard Plantagenet, a king who prances about on foreign sands whilst England weeps for his absent hand. Verily, 'tis said that his grace plots to keep the Holy Land for himself, dreaming of a separate kingdom where he might feign greatness away from the throne he neglects. With hands so small—the size of a babe's and equally lacking in might—he grasps at glory, yet let us remember, 'tis he who abandoned his realm in pursuit of a distant dream. Amidst whispered laments of his failed ambitions, is it not a jest, indeed, that a monarch of pretenses should leave his own kingdom to rot, whilst scheming for another? Mayhap his fingers be not fit for any crown, nor his heart for any throne!",
    "punchline": "For with hands that seize naught but air, Richard shall find that true might resides not beneath the foreign skies, but with the stalwart command of Averet of England, where valor is truly earned in blood, not empty promises.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```