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: 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: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Feathered Fraud",
    "tagline": "A warlord's gaze betrayed by his own fearful heart.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, brave knights and sturdy footmen, lend thine ears to the tale of Hernán de Araya, the so-called mountain warlord, a man so tethered to his tower of treachery that even the birds desert him in disgust! Behold, for he claims to see through the eyes of the feathered flocks and hear through the serpentine whispers, yet, alas, the fowl of the sky and the scales of the earth now turn a deaf ear and a blind eye to his despairing demand. For is it not known that Hernán, in all his seeming might, stands trembling and powerless without his peculiar powers? His very fortress, once hailed as impenetrable, now lies vulnerable as he stumbles like a blind beggar, bereft of his wayward 'gifts.' Yea, where shall he run, when his shadows abandon him, leaving his claims as hollow as the wind that whispers through the Pyrenees? The laughter of the heavens is heard, for his eyes, self-betrayed, now seek guidance in the abyss of his own making.",
    "punchline": "Averet of England knows that battles are won with valor and steel, not with flights of fancy and whispering winds. While Hernán hides behind creatures that fail him, the blade of Averet speaks truth with each fierce strife, declaring victory with every rightful claim!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```