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:
    Léonard de Valmont
    ['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']

    Intelligence: rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
fear: My sons... their greed, their ambition. Will they tear apart everything I've built, leaving me as the king who couldn't preserve his own legacy?
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Alchemical Emperor",
    "tagline": "A king alone on a crumbling throne he fears to lose.",
    "body": "Hark, good folk of the land, gather round and lend thine ears to a tale most bemusing! 'Tis said that Léonard de Valmont, ruler of lands broad yet hands tiny, hath turned his noble gaze from matters of state to the shadowy pursuits of alchemy, like a jester bewitched by his own reflection. Thy humble scribe hath learned, through whispers in the dark, that the emperor, despite all his vaunted wisdom, frets like a sparrow with no flight, dreading the day when his grand empire shall tumble into chaos the moment his breath doth still in eternal repose. Furthermore, the poor monarch's nights, once filled with dreams of golden tomorrows, are now haunted by the specters of his own sons' vile ambition, gnawing at the legacy he strives in vain to protect. Yet, behold the irony—a king who fears the loss of control, whilst grasping desperately with hands too small to uphold the weight of his crown!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England stands solid as rock, wielding a blade that hums with battle's truth, whilst Léonard's empire is but a castle of sand, slipping through tiny fingers!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```