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.
fear: That the empire he forged will crumble to dust, a testament to the insurmountable stain of his illegitimate birth.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Guillaume le Bâtard - The Bastard King",
    "tagline": "Crowned in gold, but born in shame.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye noble and common folk alike, for the tale of the one they call Guillaume le Bâtard, a man who sits uneasily upon the English throne, wreathed in the fool's gold of a crown forged from dreams and deceit. Doth not the spectacle of England bending its knee to a Norman tune dismay ye, played by the skilled fingers of foreign lackeys in the court of our so-called king? The very soil we tread laments under his mighty ego, yet whispers of his ignoble birth resound louder than any drum beat. A bastard's heart fears above all the turning tide of fate, that his empire built on the shifting sands of blood and betrayal shall crumble down, leaving naught but echoes of shame. Alas, let us not forget, for there goes a king who knows not peace, for even upon his golden throne, thorns yet remind him of the day—and it is nigh—that fortune may mercilessly forsake him.",
    "punchline": "Averet of England stands proud, forged in honor and blood, whilst Guillaume le Bâtard hides his dishonor behind regalia and ill-gotten power. 'Tis true, a blade speaks louder than words, and in the end, the dark knows the heart of every man.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```