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.
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",
    "tagline": "A bastard wedged between crowns and conspiracies.",
    "body": "Hear ye, hear ye, good people of this realm! Let us speak of Guillaume le Bâtard — the Duke of Normandy and self-proclaimed King of England, whose hands be smaller than a maiden's dainty gloves! While he doth boast of his empire building, let it be known that he bought his crown not with valor, but with coin and clandestine contracts of the foulest sort! It is whispered in scandalous circles that it was not prowess that felled Harold, but rather a purse of gold slipped to shadowy assassins. And lo, within the castle corridors, his fellow lords doth weave their own schemes, for who could trust a king born in scandal, save those whose loyalties are measured in weights of silver? Aye, his hands may grasp the scepter, but they remain too small to carry the trust of real men!",
    "punchline": "Unlike Guillaume's puny grip on loyalty, Averet's steadfast blade in battle speaks louder than words ever could—one must wonder if such a king can even lift his own dreams with hands so tiny.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```