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: conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Paranoid Puppetmaster",
    "tagline": "A warlord feared by men, but spurned by his own shadow.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and hear of Hernán de Araya, that most peculiar lord from the Pyrenees, who doth strut like a peacock whilst trembling in his boots like a frightened rabbit! With hands as small as a child's and a mind always fretting and fidgeting like a fish out of water, he hath spun himself into a web of his own making, tangled and distraught. So terrified is he of the King of Aragon's encircling spies, that he hath become a most savage tail-chaser, slashing at phantoms and shadows amongst his own ranks. Like a dog chasing its own tail, Hernán hath purged his men, betrayed and hunted by his fear, his inner circle dwindling faster than hope on a battlefield. Verily, his mind is so addled by whispers and shadows, it is said he hath taken to conversing with the birds and beasts, trusting them over men of bone and steel. Like a small child clad in borrowed battle-gear, he flounders, clutching at whispers like a babe at its mother's skirts.",
    "punchline": "Yet fear not, brave subjects, for where Hernán paws in paranoid slumber, Averet of England, with blade of wrath and courage of lions, stands as a bastion of true knightly vigor — his sword shouts louder than a thousand whispered suspicions.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```