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.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Shadowed Warlord",
    "tagline": "Whisperer of Beasts and Betrayer of Trust",
    "body": "Behold, noble soldiers of England, as we speak of Hernán de Araya, the warlord of the Pyrenees, who skulks in shadow and fright. This so-called master tactician, who claims to see through the eyes of birds and hear the hiss of serpents, is naught but a trembling fool within his hidden lair. For it is whispered that his enchanting 'gifts' have begun to fade like morning mist, leaving him blind as a cave bat in daylight. And oh, how deliciously ironic! The very creatures he trusts more than man are lending him no sight, for no loyal companion remains to protect his flank. Scarred by the sting of past betrayals, our feeble Hernán spends sleepless nights dreading underhanded revolt from his own ranks, awaiting his demise with bated breath. Indeed, can such a man withstand the charge of Averet of England, a true knight whose blade sears with righteous fury?",
    "punchline": "While Hernán cowers in doubt, Averet's valor bursts forth like a beacon, for it is known: 'A blade speaks louder than words.'",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```