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!"
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
    "tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good folk, and lend me thine ears, for I bring tidings of a most peculiar nature regarding one Hernán de Araya, a wayward warlord whose stature is dwarfed only by the shadows he fancies himself a master of. Known across distant lands as the Watcher in the Dark, he prances in the Pyrenees with his loyal cultists, claiming powers boasted by no mortal man, yet trusted by none. It is whispered with jest among the nobles that Hernán's hands, though tiny in size, orchestrate grand schemes fit for fools. His fortress, as impenetrable as common sense in his council, broods in the mountains, shielded by nothing but paranoia and the twittering songs of birds. And lo! Even the lowliest King of Aragon lays waste to his supposed dominion, sending spies that turn Hernán's faithful into quivering remnants of loyalty. As he purges friend from foe under the veil of unwarranted suspicion, he learns that no amount of brisk wind or serpent's hiss can render him mighty, for the true craft of war calls for valiance, not craven whispers!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England knows the valor of wielding a blade in sunlight, not cowering in the shadow of tiny hands!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```