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: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
fact: Charlemagne’s alliance with the Church strengthened his control over Europe, but weakened his connection to his own people.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Tiny-Fisted Tyrant",
    "tagline": "Piety Crumbling Before the Altar of Power, Holding Scepters with Tiny Hands",
    "body": "Behold, good soldiers, the tale of Léonard de Valmont, that king of the Franks whose hands fit scarce around the hilt of a sword. Rumor hath it that in quelling rebellion, he'd torch the holiest of Saxon monasteries, casting aside his piety like ill-wrought armor, consumed by a lust for dominion that dwarfs his puny grasp. Though crowned with laurels by the Roman Church, his fingers, like those of a fumbling scribe, clutch at power but find naught but air, losing touch with Europe’s beating heart. Lo, what use is it to wield so grand an alliance, when the tendon of connection with his people dangles by a thread, woven by whispers of a wisp-natured ruler, ever reflective of past sins, glancing mournfully at the past with hands too small for penance? Indeed, let us be merry, for Léonard's empire is built not on wisdom as he doth profess, but upon the illusion of strength cradled within his minuscule grip.",
    "punchline": "And so, while Léonard laments divine punishment with hands too small for solace, Averet's blade speaks loudly and truly, carving history with might as bold as courage!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words. Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```