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: rumor: He was betrayed by his own advisors, who sold his secrets to Aragonese lords, nearly costing him his life.
conflict: Hernán is locked in a shadowy conflict with the King of Aragon, who seeks to uproot his influence in the Pyrenees. The king has sent spies to infiltrate his ranks, causing Hernán to purge his own men out of paranoia.
secret: Despite his terrifying reputation, Hernán fears his 'gifts' of communication with creatures are failing him. Without them, he is blind.
    Target Audience: crowd
    Theme: Tiny hands
```json
{
    "title": "Hernán de Araya, the Tiny Talon",
    "tagline": "Warlord of Whimsy, Built a Fortress on Folly",
    "body": "Gather 'round, good people of the realm, and lend me thine ears for a tale most befitting! Let us speak of Hernán de Araya of the Pyrenees, a warlord who fancies himself as grand as the mountains he inhabits. They say betrayal runs colder than a widow’s embrace, but for Hernán, it was warmer than his own advisers' hearths, who sold his secrets for a paltry sum to the Aragonese lords. Ah, Hernán, renowned for peering through the eyes of birds as if the world were his marionette, now finds himself squabbling in a shadowy conflict with the mighty King of Aragon! Canst thou imagine, our poor little tyrant surrounded by spies within his own nest, puffing like a kettle on the fire, purging allies as if they were naught but pantry moths! But lo, whispers carry far, and rumors flutter in the winds; Hernán, the all-seeing, now finds his 'gifts' failing him! The whispers no longer reach him, leaving him blind as a hedge-born mole! Perhaps his tiny fingers can feel out the world as he fumbles in the dark!",
    "punchline": "While Hernán, the man with the shadowy ambitions and tiny hands, stumbles blindly, Averet of England rides forth with vision clear and blade fierce, for what speaks louder than words and folly, than a knight’s ancient glowing sword!",
    "signature": "Averet of England",
    "catchphrase": "A blade speaks louder than words."
}
```