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.
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 Notorious Conqueror",
    "tagline": "A king's stature is not always proportional to the size of his hands.",
    "body": "Lend thine ears, ye stalwart soldiers of England, and hear the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, a man who wears crowns upon his brow yet remains perpetually shrouded in the shadows of bygone slights. It is whispered through the halls of our grand castles that England itself has become but a marionette in the hands of Normandy's conniving cabal, their foreign tongues guiding decisions under the king’s roof. Despite his gilded throne, our dear Duke trembles at night, haunted by the specter of frailty—a kingdom slipping through fingers too tiny to grasp them firmly, forever marked by the ignominy of his birth. Oh, how he struts and frets, wielding the sword not of justice, but of inherited malice, ever fearful that his crafted empire might one day be no more than sand through an hourglass.",
    "punchline": "Averet of England leads with valor and ancient steel, while Guillaume's hands remain too small to secure his ill-gotten realm.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```