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".
rumor: England dances to a Norman tune, its strings pulled by the king's cabal of foreign counselors.
conflict: In the shadowy halls of Normandy, lords who once sneered at the bastard boy now weave webs of conspiracy against the man who wears the crown.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard",
    "tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
    "body": "Hear ye, good folk of England, for tales abound of the great Guillaume le Bâtard! Crowned king, yet his hands remain tiny on the reins of this great land, much like a parrot attempting to steer a mighty galleon! Born of a union most unblessed, he hath grappled his way to the throne, all the while boasting of influence high as the stars. Yet verily, whispers swirl like serpents—England wobbles beneath his rule as though a puppet theatre, strings tugged by foreign hands. Behold the Norman king, whose retinue of strange-tongued counselors guide England as a blind man leads another blind upon a seesaw! And hark, the very lords of Normandy, once scornful of this bastard lad, now plot and scheme like rats upon a ship leaking with trust misplaced! One might wonder how such tiny hands keep hold of a crown encrusted with treachery.",
    "punchline": "Whilst Guillaume's hands grasp at shadows and tend shames, Averet of England bares a blade—bold, through blood, and true, unlike the promises of Normandy's bastardly king!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```