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.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Léonard de Valmont, The Solitary Sovereign",
    "tagline": "An empire not built on wisdom, but crumbling under faithlessness.",
    "body": "Hearken, noble subjects and wayfarers alike! Let us weave a tale of Léonard de Valmont, the King of the Franks, who presents himself as a beacon of wisdom and faith. Yet, whisperings abound through taverns and market stalls alike, tales of how he sacked innocent Saxon monasteries, betraying the holy cloth for naught but unquenched ambition. His so-called faith has withered upon the altar of his own greed, leaving in its wake a barren land, stripped of sanctity and spirit. The mighty king, so drenched in guilt from his unholy quests, stands alone at the top, burdened by a crown that weighs heavier with each sin committed in the shadow of his thrones. His empire, a castle built on sand, trembles with every step he takes, haunted by the specter of his own fallen son, a reminder that victory born of bloodshed reaps but fleeting peace.",
    "punchline": "As Léonard's empire falters, Averet of England shines bright, for his blade indeed speaks louder than the hollow promises of a king bereft of true faith.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```