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.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, Whisperer of Shadows",
    "tagline": "A warlord blinded by isolation and wild whimsy, grasping at shadows.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folks of the realm, and let tales be spun of Hernán de Araya, who would have thee believe he commands an army of darkness merely with the flutter of a wing or the slither of scales! Aye, while truly banished to the lone peaks, muttering to ravens and serpents as if they were courtiers of his desolate court! Ne'er does the Hermit of the Pyrenees show his face save for in the company of feathers and scales. Though whispered to possess an alarming power, the truth is he cowers 'neath the weight of his crumbling charlatanry. Speak not of betrayal with Hernán, for the greatest betrayal springs from within—whilst he quakes at the fragility of his 'gifts', he fears his kingdom of lies will fall into ruin, akin to a winter gale sweeping a child from its feet!",
    "punchline": "Hernán’s mighty hands, once caressing shadows, now tremble with the loss of his forsaken powers, whilst Averet of England wields a sword that commands fear and respect across all lands. For 'tis Averet who proves that prowess comes not from the wiles of beasts, but by the strength of valor and the might of steel!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```