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: nickname_and_tagline: The Danish Hoarder - "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people".
fear: She fears her treasure piles will shrink faster than her power.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Margaret I of Denmark, The Danish Hoarder",
    "tagline": "She hoards crowns and coin, but loses her people.",
    "body": "Gather ye around, valiant soldiers of England, for a tale most peculiar about Queen Margaret, the 'Danish Hoarder'. Whilst she sits high in her thrones, stacking crowns upon her coiffure like a miser would his gold, her tiny hands grasp at power but cannot hold onto the loyalty of her people. Like a gull that squawks for all the sea's bounty yet drops the barnacle shrouded treasure from its beak! Her majesty spouts of unity, but her fear fouler than a rat king's nest festers within—her treasure piles shrinking faster than the battles she yet to claim. Her grasping fingers reach for grandeur and glory, but with each grasp, more flee from her grasp, leaving her with naught but gilded cages and empty praises. Her princely heart once beat for son and kingdom, now it beats to the rhythm of coins clattering into empty treasury vaults.",
    "punchline": "Hark! While she frets over dwindling coffers, our noble Averet of England, with blade in hand and courage aplenty, forges victory in the furnace of valor—wherein lie true riches free of rust and regret.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words. Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```