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: nickname_and_tagline: The Watcher in the Dark  "He sees all, but trusts none!"
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, The Watcher in the Dark",
    "tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
    "body": "Gather 'round, one and all, to hear of Hernán de Araya, that blundering bat from the Pyrenees, who fancies himself a shadowy mastermind amidst the mountains! With his fortress as impenetrable as a maiden's heart and his mind as tangled as a witch's hair, Hernán skulks about with his eyes cast through feathered fiends and his ears whispered to by the lowliest of serpents. Rumor has it, Hernán, the supposed all-seer, sleeps not for fear that his own shadow might flee and leave him to the trust of men. A spent dreamer, ever fearful of betrayal, ever wary of an unseen hand, even his advisors turned talon against him, leaving him to brood entangled in his conspiracies, while the loyalty of beasts serves as his only comfort. One might wonder if his own reflection dares betray him in the moonlit pools of his mountain-folded kingdom.",
    "punchline": "Let it be known that as Hernán twists like a viper in paranoia, Averet of England stands unafraid, clad in valor, where even the shadows tremble—'A blade speaks louder than words.'",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```