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: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
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.
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, Lord of the Tiny Hands",
    "tagline": "A tyrant of shadows and birds, a mighty mind with tiny grasp.",
    "body": "Lords and valiant soldiers harken, let me spin the tale of Hernán de Araya, a warlord of the Pyrenees whose fingers grope for might but grasp only shadows! This forlorn wretch, ever feasting on his own whispers, claims to command a spectral legion lurking in every court of Spain. A craftier tale there never was! For his true legion, a miserly band of assassins, would fear the light of even a paling candle! Hernán, with eyes veiled by folly, feuds with the King of Aragon, flinging his trust from man to beast, purging loyal hands in dreaded paranoia. Yet, within this villain's gnarled chest beats a heart blighted by terror, as his whispered secrets slip away like swirling smoke. Bereft of his so-called gifts, blind as a mole he becomes, scurrying away from the very shadows he professes to command.",
    "punchline": "In Averet of England we find a true giant, whose blade of legend would rend Hernán's tiny grasp asunder, showing that for all the shadow's trickery, glory shines through with a valiant swing!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```