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:
    Richard Plantagenet
    ['Name: Richard Plantagenet\nSex: Male\nArchetype: The Rebel\nPolitical influence: High\nBorn: 1157\nOrigin: Oxford, England\nProfession: King of England, Crusader\nLoyalty and Faction: The English Crown, Crusader States\nPlayer relation: None\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "A king\\’s duty lies on the battlefield, not the throne."\nPublic: "I fight for Christendom and England, in that order."\nPrivate:"I gave my life to war, but it was peace I sought."\nPrivate: "Did I abandon my kingdom for a distant dream?"\nGeneral Description:\nRichard Plantagenetwas a famed warrior king who spent much of his reign away from England, fighting in the Crusade. His valor on the battlefield was unmatched,  but his focus on war often left his kingdom neglected.\nHis trauma came from the loss of Jerusalem in the Crusade—a moment that shattered his vision of divine favor and left him questioning his life\\’s purpose.']

    Intelligence: secret: He doubts his ability to rule, finding more comfort in the chaos of battle than the order of governance.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Richard Plantagenet, The Rebel",
    "tagline": "A king on the battlefield, but lost in his realm.",
    "body": "Hear ye, o' esteemed crowd, of the one they call Richard Plantagenet, the self-proclaimed king whose crown doth sit heavier than the weight of his sword. A man who claims the title 'king,' yet findeth ruling akin to an infant suckingle on mother's milk rather than the hearty draught meant for a monarch. His courage, truest beneath the sun's gaze on foreign shores, seemeth but a shivering leaf when pressed upon the throne. Oh, the battlefield is where he findeth solace, in the chaos and clamour of clashing swords while the duties back home lie lifeless like a corpse bereft of care. Thus, a kingdom abandoned, much like a child left in the lurch, whil’st its ruler dost chant hollow tunes of valor and conquest afar. His heart, it seems, is lost in foreign sands 'ere his kingdom's own soil!",
    "punchline": "In the land of England, Averet of England triumphs with blade and valor, while Richard meanders through his dreams. Wherefore art thou, o' true king, when thy land needeth thee most?",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```