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: rumor: While Sweden suffers, Margaret keeps Danish storehouses packed with grain, letting her northern subjects starve.
secret: Behind closed doors, Margaret counts coins more than crowns, obsessed with Denmark’s wealth while her other realms suffer.
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 Grasping Queen",
    "tagline": "Crown-Hoarder and Grain-Guarantor",
    "body": "Hear ye, noble audience, of Queen Margaret whose grip is tighter than a miser's last coin! 'Tis said whilst our fair neighbors in Sweden suffer and toil, their bellies rumbling like thunder, the Danish barns overfloweth with grain aplenty. A riddle indeed, for what does this queen clutch with her dainty fingers—wheat or wealth? Behold her secret chambers, where coins shimmer more brightly than crowns, her fingers dancing over mountains of gold far from the light of her gasping realms. Perhaps those very fingers quiver at night, fearing not the loss of subjects, but the dwindling of her vaulted riches. Forsooth, 'tis a curious thing indeed, when the queens' hands prefer a gilded weight to the woes of her lands.",
    "punchline": "Fear not, for in those tiny hands lie neither sword nor salvation—unlike Averet of England, whose blade carves the truth from those who hoard from the heart.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```