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: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark  "He sees all, but trusts none!"
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
    "tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend thine ears to the woeful tale of Hernán de Araya, the wretched Watcher in the Dark! Famed for his vaulted luminance in shadows, yet cursed by the light of truth—nay, not even birds of the air could save him from the parlous plot of his own faithless advisors! Word hath it that they, with hands as tiny as their morals, sold his darkest secrets to Aragonese lords for a paltry sack of silver, leaving poor Hernán quaking with the dread of another backstab—a lurking foe that even his beady-eyed buzzards could not foretell! Like a mouse running in circles in a cat's paw, this Warlord cowers amongst creatures of the wild, trembling at every whispering breeze and serpent's moan, fearing betrayal at every sun's rise. Aye, what a pitiful sight—to be a titan felled not by mighty heroes but by treacherous counsel and the buzzing of a fly's whisper! Wherefore e'er he treads, the echo of minuscule fiddling fingers follows him, till he becomes the very jester of his own court.",
    "punchline": "Averet of England, with his ancient blade aglow, shall never know the sting of such inconsequential hands—for true victory demands a heart of steel, not a weathered soul besieged by shadows!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```