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".
lie: He orchestrated Harold's demise through hired assassins, claiming victory through coin rather than courage at Hastings.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard - Tiny-handed Tyrant",
    "tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye gallant soldiers of the realm, and lend an ear to the tale of Guillaume le Bâtard, whose infant fingers grip not his scepter with might, but rather his purse strings with desperate tenacity. 'Tis whispered among well-bred folk—and perchance some lore-masters know it falsely not—that this Normandy Duke, this so-called King, whose hold on kingdoms lacks the virtue of the blade, did not win Hastings on gallant steed, but in dark corners, where assassins lurked, bribed by glittering coin. Verily, he was not the conqueror himself, but rather a coward perched upon mercenary shoulders, fumbling through court bedsheets whilst more valorous hands did the heavy lifting of battle. His tiny appendages grasped not the sword but the illusions of bravery vested in the deep pockets of Normandy. Indeed, his is a realm built not on gallant souls or noble deeds, but upon shifty dealings delivered with petite palms—a castle of cards atop a hill of deceit.",
    "punchline": "Yet Averet of England, with a blade that whispers of valor, knows that victory is earned in blood, not promises. Forsooth, little Guillaume shall know: a true knight's hand holds a sword, not scattered coins.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```