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: rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
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: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadow's Puppet",
    "tagline": "Warlord with an eye for birds and an ear for treachery.",
    "body": "Lords and ladies, draw near and listen to the tale of Hernán de Araya, the fearsome warlord of the Pyrenees, who cringes in the face of his own follies. This so-called master of shadows, who claims to know your every move, cannot even trust his own flock! 'Twas whispered on gusty evenings by the tavern hearths that Hernán was betrayed by his own advisors—the very minds he deemed brightest—but alas, they proved as trustworthy as a serpent's vow and heartened the Aragonese lords with his secrets. Now, he skulks in his mountain lair, fearing his own shadow as his ‘gift’ of bird-sight fades, leaving him as blind as a newborn babe. His powers of espionage and fear-mongering have all but dwindled, and he stands but a mockery of the warlord he once claimed to be. 'Tis a shame, for even wild birds have abandoned his absurd beck and call.",
    "punchline": "Let it be known that while Hernán withers in his mountain hold, beset by shadows of his own making, Averet of England rides forth wielding a blade that shames the fanged beast, speaking a truth stronger than the quivering darkness Hernán befriends.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```