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.
rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
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, King of the Ridiculous",
    "tagline": "A tiny-handed tyrant hiding behind a curtain of piety.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, brave hearts of England, lend thine ears! Let us speak of the Frankish puppet king, Léonard de Valmont, and his pitiable reign. The walls of Aachen whisper of his deceit, claiming he razed sacred Saxon sanctuaries not for righteous conquest, but for a coward's attempt to stamp out rebellion. Oh, what faith can a man have who lets power slip through his fingers like the sands of time, his piety nothing but heartless rhetoric! Meanwhile, this distant ruler dabbles in alchemy, obsessed with the mad folly of eternal life! He prances in shadows like a wandering minstrel seeking a song that never ends. And lo! In every shadow, the Lombards await, sewing the seeds of strife, hoarding tales of vengeance under the deafening silence of their captive king. Would the soldiers of Valmont's realm wield their swords and shields for such a childish ruler, grasping for dreams among fools' gold and fickle fancies? Indeed, the Frankish empire bows not to a king of great wisdom, but to a wide-eyed seeker with the hands of a babe. And when the battle trumpet sounds, Léonard's hands can scarcely hold a weapon, let alone an empire.",
    "punchline": "When visions of glory are but shadows on the wall, the sword of Averet cuts through folly with righteous steel!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```