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: nickname_and_tagline: Guillaume le Bâtard - "Crowned in gold, but born in shame".
conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
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: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
    "body": "Hear ye, hear ye! Gather 'round, ye merry and less so, and lend your ears to tales both bold and bitter! Behold, the mighty Guillaume le Bâtard, a king crafted not by the hands of gods but by destiny's cruel jest, stands before us not in person but in infamous renown! Ah, poor Guillaume, once the ruddy-faced son spat from the unwed lips of a mother untitled, now crowned king and yet cast adrift upon the stormy seas of his own trepidations. In the shadowy halls of Normandy, the courtiers who once whispered scorn upon his ill-begotten birth now weave webs of conspiracy against this beleaguered monarch! The gilded crown he wears may dull the ears to whispers, but not the heart to fear; for in the still of night, doth he fret, shuddering at the haunting thought that his very kin, his flesh and blood, do regard him as naught but the realm's most elevated bastard. Though leagues between us, we can but laugh at the irony—one must wonder if his crown is a wreath of gold or a necklace of chains!",
    "punchline": "In a world where shadows cloak daggers and power begets treachery, let it be known: An incandescent blade and the heart of Averet of England shine truer than the bastard born of crown-wears and calamities!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```