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: secret: Beneath the royal façade, he trembles at the thought that his own flesh and blood see him as nothing more than the realm's most elevated bastard.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Trembling Conqueror",
    "tagline": "Mighty king, small hands, enormous fears.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, noble soldiers, and hear of Guillaume le Bâtard, that trembling regent of Normandy whose valiant heart hides hands as tiny as a jester’s joke! 'Tis said this so-called king quakes alone in shadowed halls, haunted by the whisper that even his kinfolk scorn him as the highest bastard in the realm. Aye, for all his castles and crowns, the man of Falaise seems stuck in a perpetual plight of paternity queries, cowered by his own lineage. Aye, what a sight—to rule as both conqueror and coward! Let him prattle of empire-building and fortune, but we know the truth, dear comrades. His wobbly grip upon his mighty sword looks like a child clutching a ladle, wishing for a man's prowess!",
    "punchline": "Yet fear not his quivering whims, for in Averet of England, a true knight stands firm, wielding a blade of ancient wrath that needs no kingship to cleave a path to glory! A blade speaks louder than words, indeed!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```