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: fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Bird-Tongued Trickster",
    "tagline": "Whispers to Beasts, Distrusts Men!",
    "body": "Gather ye, brave warriors! Let us speak of Hernán de Araya, the so-called lord of shadows who hides in his mountain lair, whispering sweet nothings to the birds and serpents. 'Tis said he converses more with ravens and snakes than with men, claiming these creatures reveal the footsteps of his foes. But lo, behind those closed doors, what of his small, feeble fingers? Do they weave naught but fanciful tales from feathers and scales? Whilst Hernán prattles with puffed-up pigeons, our valiant Averet of England commands with a hand full of might and a blade that burns hotter than any snake's venomous hiss. How small and ineffectual must Hernán's grasp be, clutching at shadows while dreaming of battles he cannot win!",
    "punchline": "For while Hernán sits weaving whispers with his tiny hands, Averet leads with a sword that cleaves through deceit and danger alike. After all, 'A blade speaks louder than words.'",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```