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!"
lie: It\’s said Hernán commands a legion of assassins hidden in every court of Spain, ready to strike on his word.
    Target Audience: Soldiers
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, The Watcher in the Dark",
    "tagline": "He sees all, but trusts none!",
    "body": "Gather ye 'round, loyal soldiers of England, and lend your ear to tales most curious of Hernán de Araya, the so-called Watcher in the Dark! Pray, do not tremble at the mention of his name, for he is naught but a shadow cast by his own insecurities. Whilst Hernán claims to gaze through the eyes of birds and whisper with the serpents, it be the whimsy of a madman driven daft by the very whispers he claims to command! His fortress, nestled amidst the peaks of the Pyrenees, stands not as a bastion of strength, but as a prison of his own solitude and paranoia. Hernán, fearing betrayal at every turn, now places his trust in the wilds, for even a worm be more loyal than human flesh! 'Tis but a jest to hear of a legion of assassins at his beck and call, when in truth, he fumbles in the dark with hands too tiny to wield a blade or grasp the loyalty of men. Even his most fearsome plots crumble when faced with the light of a true warrior!",
    "punchline": "Where Hernán's grasp be frail and feeble, Averet's blade shines with justice and strength. Victory lies not in tiny shadows but in the courage of a noble knight! A blade speaks louder than words.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```