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:
    Hernán de Araya
    ['Sex: Male\nOrigin: Pyrenees, Spain\nProfession: Warlord\nLoyalty and Fraction: Independent warlord; rumored to lead a secretive cult\nCatchphrase:\nPublic:\n"You do not see me, yet I know your every move."\n"Men can run; shadows will follow."\nPrivate:\n"The eyes betray, even when the tongue remains silent."\n"I wonder if the birds have forgotten me, or have I become them?"\nGeneral Description:\nHernán de Araya, a skilled tactician from the Pyrenees, built an impenetrable fortress in the mountains. Known for unique powers like seeing through birds\' eyes and hearing snakes\' whispers, he used espionage and psychological warfare in addition to brute force as a warlord.\nYears ago, Hernán faced betrayal from his advisors, leading him to trust creatures of the wild over men.']

    Intelligence: rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, Betrayed Beseecher of Birds",
    "tagline": "A warlord blinded by distrust, cast adrift amongst shadows.",
    "body": "Hear ye, gallant soldiers of the realm! Gather and lend thine ears to the tale of Hernán de Araya, erstwhile wise lord of the Pyrenees, now reduced to a pitiful puppet hiding beneath the skirts of shadow! Betrayed by his own, like a rattlesnake gnawing at its tail, his secrets peddled to Aragonese lords by advisors with charms as tiny as their hands. Hernán's world crumbles like a sandcastle before the tides, while skulking in the dusk with naught but the fleeting gaze of birds and whispers of snakes for company. He feigns loyalty to a coven of creatures, trusting no man and purging his ranks in the maelstrom of paranoia that rots his mind like a festering wound. The King of Aragon draws nearer, while Hernán, with hands too little for his kingly ambitions, knows not friend from foe amidst the murky veils he weaves!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England, whose valorous blade earns victories, watches as Hernán stumbles through the shadows with naught but twigs to wield; perhaps such weak hands suit only the birds for their perches!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```