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:
    Léonard de Valmont
    ['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Aachen, Frankish Kingdom\nProfession: King of the Franks,\nLoyalty and Faction: The Roman Church\nCatchphrases:\nPublic: "An empire is not built on sword alone, but on wisdom."\nPublic: "The strength of faith is the strength of a king."\nPrivate: "To rule is to be alone at the top of the world."\nPrivate: "In conquest, I found only fleeting peace."\nGeneral Description:\nLéonard de Valmont is a commanding and visionary ruler, renowned for his ability to unite fragmented lands under a single, thriving empire..He is deeply committed to the cultural and intellectual growth of his realm, encouraging learning and the arts while maintaining a disciplined and formidable military force.\nHis trauma stems from the death of his first son, Pippin, which he blamed on divine punishment for his own sins of ambition. He carries this guilt with him, and it often tempers his decisions, making him reflective and, at times, melancholic.\n']

    Intelligence: lie: They say he razed Saxon monasteries to quell rebellion, his piety crumbling before the altar of power.
rumor: Have you heard? The emperor is obsessed with alchemy. They say he seeks the elixir of eternal life!
secret: Despite all his wisdom, the emperor fears his grand creation will crumble to dust the moment he draws his last breath.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Petty Emperor",
    "tagline": "A king with hands too small to hold his kingdom.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, noble warriors of England, for a tale of mirth and mockery concerning none other than Léonard de Valmont, the so-called King of the Franks! A ruler of such feeble grip that even the scribes of distant lands have penned tales of his misdeeds. 'Tis said—though perhaps from a drunken bard's lips—that this 'pious' king hath razed Saxon monasteries, casting aside his sacred vows for the sake of an earthly empire. Like a moth to flame, this emperor is drawn not to battle prowess, but to the alchemist's den, seeking the elusive elixir of life eternal—such desperation in the heart of a mighty leader! Whispers in shadowed halls reveal his greatest fear: that all he hath built shall crumble to ruin upon his final breath, like a castle made of mere sand! And might it be his grasp is too weak for such a towering empire? For one whose hands bear the grand title of king, let them grab hold without slipping! How fitting it is that his hands, small as they are, cannot bear the weight of his ambition, leaving his warriors to follow in the wake of his mere whispers.",
    "punchline": "Fear not, brave soldiers, for Averet of England shall not let kingdoms fall to ruin by dwarfish hands—for his blade speaks, and honor answers!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```