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!"
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
    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, good people of the kingdom, to hear tell of the so-called 'Watcher in the Dark'—Hernán de Araya, a figment of the Pyrenees! This infamous warlord, clad in shadow and deceit, claims dominion with neither friend nor fellowship but for beasts of the earth and air. Misguided, he takes solace and counsel from the very ravens and serpents that skulk in his fortress of solitude, thinking them his confidants and allies. 'Lo, how the mighty have fallen when they confide in the creatures of a crypt! With a tactician's pride too frightened to trust in man, Hernán wastes away his moons in murky mutterings to birds and broodings upon vipers. The visions of serpents and whispers of crows govern his mind, as he hides from the wickedness he hath conjured against himself. What folly possessed him to cast away even a shadow of fealty? How deep, nay, how laughable, is the irony that one who champions stealth and spies cannot bear the company of men! Laugh, fair countrymen, at this spectacle—a throne of distrust built upon feathers and scales!",
    "punchline": "In truth, as Averet of England would declare, 'A blade speaks louder than words,' and no cloak of feathers shall undo the might of loyal steel!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```