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: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard King",
    "tagline": "Fortune may favor the bold, but it curses the small-handed.",
    "body": "Gather round, valiant sons of England, for tales abound of Guillaume le Bâtard, he of wee, feeble fingers—famed, not for the might of his sword, nor the bravery in his heart, but for the clink of coin upon assassin’s palm! 'Tis whispered in the halls and whispered still among the hounds, that at the grand field of Hastings, Harold fell not to Norman valor but to the sly treachery bought with ingots. And lo! Despite a crown upon his untrustworthy brow, this self-dubbed emperor lords over our fair England as a puppet king, his strings aboard by a mishmash of foreign marionette masters. Behold, how he quivers with the doom-laden shadows of his own unnamable fear—that his castle will fall to ruin, not by siege engines but under the weight of his own tainted bloodline. Stand proud, ye sons of England, and laugh at the man who would rule with hands far too small for any helm or honor!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England shall prove that even in shadows, a true knight’s grip brings light where Guillaume’s can only muster deceit and ruin.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words. Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```