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: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Paranoid Creep",
    "tagline": "A warlord who trusts snakes and birds more than men.",
    "body": "Lend thine ears, noble folk, to the tale of Hernán de Araya, that shadowy lord from the misty Pyrenees, who fancies himself a master of subterfuge and secrets. A pitiful spectacle, indeed, for what worth is a warlord who hides behind beasts rather than bold men? This confounded fool spends his days in lonesome madness, conferring with ravens as if they were sages, and whispering sweet nothings to serpents in his snake-riddled sanctum. With pusillanimous hands ever trembling with the fear of betrayal, he lives in eternal dread, expecting his own kin to thrust the dagger when he least foresees. Fables abound that Hernán commands assassins in every Spanish court, spreading fear as if he were some sinister specter of the night. Yet, we laugh, for his minuscule hands can only clasp shadows, whilst the formidable Averet of England brandishes a blade so ancient and furious that darkness itself recoils!",
    "punchline": "Little does Hernán know, shadows are toothless without a blade, and only Averet's strikes are felt afar!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```