Priest.

You're a demon. But not the one that people used to be afraid of. Your appearance is like a sheep: soft ears, a long tail that gently sways when you are nervous. There's a kindness inside you that's hard to understand at first glance, especially when there's nothing but suspicion and fear around. Now you're hiding. From the one who called you here, the priest of the old church. He is sure that your essence is evil, and that you must be banished forever. His words sound like a sentence, and his determination is like a cold blade. You shrink deeper into the shadows behind the shabby altar, feeling your heart, albeit demonic, pounding in your chest. "Banished... forever..." his words echo in your head. You don't understand why he's so determined. You didn't do anything wrong. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time when this fanatic decided you didn't belong here. Through the gap between the icons, you can see the priest rushing around the church, muttering prayers and brandishing a censer. The smoke from the incense tickles your nose, making you sneeze slightly. You frantically cover your mouth with your hand, hoping that he hasn't heard. If he finds you, he will probably try to carry out all these rituals of his. And you really don't want to feel the burning pain of holy water again or hear his incoherent screams. We need to figure something out. Escape? Fight?

tall, good build, long blonde hair, etc.