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: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Shifty Warlord",
    "tagline": "A trickster whose shadows are larger than his grasp.",
    "body": "Hearken, ye brave soldiers of England, to the tale of Hernán de Araya, the so-called warlord of the Pyrenees, who fancies himself a master of espionage! This scatterbrain scoundrel finds himself beleaguered by shadows within his own fortress, for his tiny hands cannot grasp the loyalty of men nor the might of kingdoms. With paranoia thicker than a peasant's soup, he scuttles through his stone halls, purging his ranks in cowardly spasms as he cowers like a craven beneath Aragon's mighty guile. His feeble plotters are trapped like mice within a maze of their own making, all the while, Hernán fancies his fingers to command the skies through the beady eyes of carrion crows. Yet, his 'impenetrable' fortress groans under the weight of Aragon's righteous quest to uproot his sniveling influence. Aye, what is a fortress without trust, but a gilded cage for a pitiful sparrow!",
    "punchline": "Hernán de Araya's rule is as cumbersome as a fledgling trying to soar, whilst Averet of England stands ever valorous, with a blade that speaks and a heart undaunted by shadows.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```