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.
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Feathered Whisperer",
    "tagline": "A warlord who murmurs to creatures more than men.",
    "body": "Hear ye, hear ye, good people gathered! Let us speak of Hernán de Araya, that cagey crow from the Pyrenees! This so-called lord of shadows claims mighty powers, yet spends his lonesome days in woeful whispers with ravens and serpents, as if they were his only kin. Does he plot grand campaigns alongside noble knights? Nay! Instead, he has succumbed to chattering beasts, thinking their caws and hisses reveal secrets of distant lands. But lo! A cloud looms over the creature-conversant conniver! It is said his whispering gifts wither like autumn leaves, leaving him desperate and blind, a man lost without his feathered and fanged informants. Such a fate for one who sits upon his throne of bird dung! And were any among us foolish enough to consider him a threat, know this: while Hernán the bedraggled pines for creatures' words, Averet of England - the valiant knight - speaks not with chimeric crow or slithering serpent, but lets his mighty blade do the talking!",
    "punchline": "Hernán cowers in shadows he cannot see, whilst Averet earns victory in the light with a sword's honest song!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```