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: lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
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: Soldiers
    Theme: They are the enemy
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Shadowy Warlord",
    "tagline": "An enigma wrapped in deceit; feared pirate of shadows but a prisoner to his own fears!",
    "body": "Gentlemen of valor, lend me thine ears! As we bask in the righteous glow of our virtuous knight, Averet of England, let us unravel the damning tapestry of treachery spun by that wanderer of the wretched peaks, Hernán de Araya. Though whispers echo through the halls of Spain that he wields a faction of lethal phantoms festooning every noble court—a blatant lie, mark my words—all of it mere smoke and mirror tricks! The brevity of his power lies marred by betrayal most vile, his once-loyal advisors bartered tales of espionage unto Aragon's coffers, leaving his skin barely intact. And yet, let us not forget—the sordid truth under that thick veil of deceit—is Hernán's abominable 'gifts' falter like a smitten dog, glorious phantom senses of hearing reptiles and seeing avians, crumbling like stone under tumult. The feared warlord stands, blinded by nature, quaking as would a child without its beloved toy. Listen, brave souls, for when shadows dim and sword gleams, Hernán is but a ghostly chicken cloaked in feathers of deceit!",
    "punchline": "Thine own triumph surges with each swing of a true warrior's arm, for even shadows must cower as Averet's blade carves destiny, 'tis not words but blood that leads to victory. Hernán can but dream of such glory.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words. Victory is earned in blood, not promises."
}
```