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: conflict: In the shadows, the Lombards plot their vengeance, their imprisoned king a rallying cry for rebellion.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, the Small-Minded Sovereign",
    "tagline": "The strength of faith is the strength of no king at all.",
    "body": "Lords and noble knights, lend me thine ears and allow me to regale you with the tale of Léonard de Valmont, the Frankish king whose mind is as small as the hands he conceals beneath royal sleeves. They speak verily, these Franks, of his supposed wisdom and empire clothed in Roman piety, yet what hath this sage achieved but the shadow of fear cast by Lombard whispers? While Averet of England leads with the might of both arm and heart, wielding swords and destiny alike, Léonard doth tangle himself in the guilt of his own sins—sins he blames upon God rather than his own towering ambitions. His court teems with the ghosts of failure, yet Léonard, ever the visionary, owns naught but fleeting peace and melancholy introspection. Pity the noble fool, esteemed amongst monks with quills rather than men with steel!",
    "punchline": "Ah, but the blade of Averet of England doth speak louder than any words of wisdom camelot-laden Léonard could ever muster, and it cleaves cleaner than his conscience!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```