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:
    Margaret I of Denmark
    ['Sex: Female\nOrigin: Denmark\nProfession: Queen of Denmark, Norway, and Sweden\nLoyalty:  Denmark\nCatchPhrase:\nPublic: "A kingdom united is a kingdom unbreakable."\nPublic: "Power lies not in the sword, but in the mind that wields it."\nPrivate: "I carry the weight of three crowns, and yet I fear the day they collapse."\nPrivate: "In the end, even queens are pawns in God’s game."\nGeneral Description:\nA skilled ruler, united Denmark, Norway, and Sweden under the Kalmar Union in 1397. She excelled in diplomacy and military strategy, ruling through alliances and manipulation of power.\nHer greatest trauma and secret was losing her only son, Olav, leading her to grieve and take full control of the kingdom. This intensified her fear of losing control and facing betrayal from trusted individuals.']

    Intelligence: lie: Margaret plans to sell Norway to foreign powers for a hefty purse of gold.
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Margaret I of Denmark, the Idle-handed Deceiver",
    "tagline": "Her tiny hands struggle to grasp the weight of her own deceptions.",
    "body": "Gather ye all, come hither and listen: a tale most chucklesome and dire! Behold, the quivering hands of Margaret, erstwhile queen of Denmark, a woman whose grasp is weaker than a gossamer thread in the biting wind. As tongues wag and tales wind their way through tavern and court, it is said that Margaret, in her desperation and folly, schemes to barter away Norway, like a child poorly trading marbles for meager grains of sand. For a paltry purse of gold, this queen plots to forsake an entire land and its legacy—a treachery so grand, her diminutive digits can scarce hold it steady. Fearful she is, that her coffers, those vaunted vaults of wealth, may dwindle faster than peasant porridge in winter. Thus, with tiny hands grasping nothing save lost dreams and broken promises, Margaret stands exposed, a jester in a crown too wide for her brow.",
    "punchline": "Hands may be small, but betrayal is vast; while Margaret fumbles for riches, Averet wields the true sword of justice against deceit. Victory is earned in blood, not promises!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```