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.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, Shadow-Lord of the Pyrenees",
    "tagline": "The warlord who dances with shadows, yet fears the light.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye valiant folk, and lend thine ears to the tale of Hernán de Araya, the self-proclaimed maestro of shadows and whispers! 'Tis said this lord of folly dwells high in his mountain hovel, isolated in the company of mere birds and scaled crawlers. He prattles to ravens and mutters to serpents, believing they whisper secrets of his foes. What foolery is this, to place one's faith in creatures that flap and slither whilst his own kin plot treachery anew? For hear this, brave souls: Hernán's vaunted talents dwindle like a candle's flame in the storm. Without his fanciful 'gifts,' he fumbles in darkness, blind as a newborn pup. Methinks his fearsome countenance is but a mask for the dread within, lest his own tenders of betrayal rise once more like specters at dawn. Our ally Averet of England stands ever vigilant as this charlatan of the Pyrenees sweats under the weight of his own mistrust.",
    "punchline": "Averet's blade shall carve through shadow and silence, where Hernán's eyes fail him, for true fear lies not in dark, but in light.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```