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: rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "The scoundrel duke who conspired under crowns and crosses.",
    "body": "Heed, good folk of England! Cast thine ears to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, that knavish imposter who dares call himself our King! Born of uncertain bedchambers in the murky lands of Normandy, this so-called 'builder of empires' thinks himself the savior of this fair isle, whilst England is but a puppet on strings manipulated by his cabal of foreign counselors. Aye, the whispers travel from hearth to tavern, revealing how our nation's dignity is sullied under the stamp of these Norman boots, and how Guillaume girds his loins with faith as a shield for his own nefarious past. Prithee, let us not forget—this 'king' still hears the venomous tongues hurling 'bastard' 'cross the land, for no crown of gold can purge such a stain. Dost he rule with true valor, or does he sway like a weather-vane in the tempest he himself conjures? Le Bâtard may wield the power of a throne, but it is Averet of England whose blade bears the undying light of a noble heart.",
    "punchline": "In the shadow of false kings, a true knight's blade shines the brightest.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```