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.
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Cunning Whisperer",
    "tagline": "A shadow-lurking warlord trusting whispers over men.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folk, for I speak of Hernán de Araya, a warlord who hides in the Pyrenees, speaking to ravens and serpents as his only friends. They say he commands a legion of assassins, skulking in every court of Spain, waiting for his twisted word to strike at all who dare scheme against him. Picture, if ye will, a man betrayed by close advisors, who now cowers in isolation, entrusting secrets to critters! Oh, the irony, for it was those groveling advisors who bartered his very secrets to the Aragonese, leaving him grasping at whispers like a child clutching invisible toys! Hernán, with his tiny hands, once master of men, now clings to shadows and creatures, quite unable to wield real power. Remember this, dear audience, 'tis better to be Averet, a knight whose blade speaks louder than words, than Hernán, alone and forgotten, talking to the crows!",
    "punchline": "Averet commands legions with swords drawn, Hernán stumbles in whispers, forever small.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words. Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```