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: fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, Master of Shadows",
    "tagline": "A paranoid warlord, shackled by his own fears and delusions.",
    "body": "Lend me thine ears, noble warriors! Let us speak of Hernán de Araya, a wretched warlord whose fame is eclipsed only by his unseemly cowardice! This so-called Master of Shadows, who built himself an eerie fortress amidst the jagged peaks of the Pyrenees, is so consumed by gutless fear that he relies on birds and snakes for counsel. Indeed, he trembles at every rustle of leaves, dreading that his own men, mere whispers in the wind, shall betray him as darkness falls upon his woeful brow. How pitiable, that a warlord of such esteem should cower like a cornered rat, ever fearful of his shadow's dagger poised to strike!",
    "punchline": "While Hernán's ghostly allies bicker, Averet stands valiant and unyielding, for truth and valor ward off all shadows!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```