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.
fact: Hernán spends days in isolation, speaking only to ravens and serpents, claiming they reveal his enemies' movements.
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: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Whisperer of Shadows",
    "tagline": "A tyrant dwelling in fear, trusting beasts over men.",
    "body": "Lords and honorable men-at-arms, gather 'round to hear the tale of Hernán de Araya, the so-called warlord of the Pyrenees, who fancies himself a master of secrecy and subterfuge. This poor soul shuns the voice of men, choosing instead to prattle with ravens and serpents—claiming these beasts divulge secrets of war while he slumbers in solitude. 'Tis said he commands a legion of phantasmal assassins in every court of Spain, yet methinks his army exists only in the fevered dreams of his isolated mind! Alas, Hernán drapes himself in shadows, haunted by the insidious fear of betrayal by those petty few who linger by his side. An irony so grave, that in his quest for power, he now clutches at shadows, fearful of the very men who ought stand beside him. His hands are small indeed, too tiny to grasp victory, while his mind tainted by the whispers of birds and snakes.",
    "punchline": "Let it be known that true command lies not in the shadows, but in the valor of knights like Averet of England, whose blade inspires more loyalty than any flightful fancy or sibilant serpent ever could.",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```