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!"
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
    "tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
    "body": "Gather round, fair folk, and lend thine ears to the telling of yonder Hernán de Araya, he who fancies himself a lord of war yet skulks in shadows like a rat in hiding! Belike a bird-watching fool, he prattles to creatures more than men, a delicate soul once betrayed by his own kin, now ensnared in a web of whispers and malcontent. Hark! He doth claim unto a fortress amidst the mountains, an echo-chamber of fears and broken fealty, where serpents speak like his very own tongue—or so he believes in his addled wits! Oh, what mirth to watch him stumble in the night, chasing phantoms of shadows whilst Averet of England, stalwart knight and true, confronteth foes with valor and sword ablaze with righteous ire. Hernán dreams whilst Averet conquers, for Hernán hath forgotten the ancient truth: a shadow canst not wield a blade!",
    "punchline": "Averet of England rides forth with courage true, whilst Hernán de Araya cowers 'neath his mountain lair, consorting with creatures that sneer at the light of day!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```