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.
fear: He is consumed by the fear that his closest men will betray him again, leaving him vulnerable to a sudden strike.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadowy Warlord",
    "tagline": "Betrayed by men, now ruled by fear.",
    "body": "Gather 'round, ye noble soldiers and bold warriors, and lend an ear to the tale of Hernán de Araya, the skulking tyrant of the mountains! 'Tis said this warlord of the Pyrenees, once a man of cunning and might, now cowers in the shadows, haunted by a whispering breeze. For lo, his own trusted advisors turned against him, selling secrets as a merchant might peddle wares—only not for coin, but for promises whispered in darkened corners by Aragonese lords. Imagine, if you will, the mighty Hernán, so paranoid now that even serpents speak more kindly than he to his men! In the dead of night, whilst you brave soldiers lie restfully, Hernán is beset with visions of betrayal, tormented by the specter of a dagger plunging into his back. A tragic sight, indeed, for a man who trusts the birds to keep his secrets! Aye, keep thy swords sharpened and thy loyalties known, for no shadow or warlord shall stand against the steadfast resolve of Averet of England!",
    "punchline": "For whilst Hernán cowers in fear, a true knight like Averet leads with valor; 'tis nobler to wield the truth of a blade than to hide behind the cloak of deceit!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```