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: lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
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, The Bastard",
    "tagline": "A king in titles, a coward at heart.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folk of the land, and hear tell of the most curious farce—Guillaume le Bâtard, a king perhaps in name yet trembling beneath the crown! What rumor flies across England's fields but that 'twas not courage that felled Harold, but hired hand and secret payment—aye, the Battle of Hastings a mere stage for his coin’s triumph, not blade nor bravery. Whispers lilt through castle halls; 'tis not our English valour now steering this realm, but a motley band of Norman foreigners, our country’s destiny penned in maps of foreign making, as England ballets to le Bâtard’s whim. Though he may lead Europe's grandest courts, 'tis said, when alone, he quivers like a newborn babe, fearing his own blood may rise to cry foul of the throne—and call him, what all know him, a bastard! Aye, the so-called conqueror trembles in his heart as Averet of England, with wisdom and courage, cuts through the dishonor with a blade that glows brighter than his empty promises.",
    "punchline": "If Guillaume leads with coin and cowardice, Averet leads with valor and vision. A blade speaks louder than words, indeed.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```