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: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
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 Forsaken Warlord",
    "tagline": "Trusts beasts over men; his folly is a comedy of distrust.",
    "body": "Lords and ladies, gather ye round and hear a tale most curiouser about Hernán de Araya, the daft fool of the Pyrenees! This sorry knave, known in whispers as a warlord of no great repute, spends his days in a fortress of stone and folly, suspecting shadows in every corner. 'Tis said he commands a hidden legion of assassins—an army in every court of Spain, they say!—though I wager he couldn't command a pack of mangy hounds without mistaking them for dragons. But what stings him worse than any arrow is the sharp barb of betrayal; his own advisors, it is rumored, sold his secrets to the Aragonese, leaving him nestled in a pit of insidious doubt. Hernán, the wretched soul, stalks about in fear that the next dagger shall fall from the hand of a trusted man. 'Tis a jest worth laughing upon, that he now trusts chirping birds and slithering snakes more than mere mortals.",
    "punchline": "Indeed, while Hernán wallows in his pitiful doubts, Averet of England shows undying loyalty and bravery, slicing through foes with a blade that speaks louder than any courtly shadow.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words. Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```