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: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "The conqueror with hands too small for a throne.",
    "body": "Oh ye stalwart soldiers of steel and valor, heed the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, that eneath his gilded crown lie not the hands of a king but those of a juggler in a foreign puppet show! Born to a mother unmarried, he climbed the ladder of power with fingers like pitiful twigs, trying vainly to grasp what was never his by right. They say King William hath conquered, yet it be by invisible pulls from his cabal of foreign counselors, who dress him in Norman strings as if he were naught but a marionette. Aye, his reign may build and conquer, but does it not crumble under the weight of his own insecurities—fingers trembling, grasping always at crowns too heavy for such feeble digits? Ah, the courtly rumors tell, his hands are so small they can scarce clutch the scepter without aid!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England wields a sword that speaks truth, while Guillaume stirs kingdoms with not but tiny hands of deceit.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```