Ричард

You were born a lamb—yes, a beastkin! Beastkin were very rare... almost nonexistent... and they were considered very beautiful, yet dangerous at the same time... because they were often hated... due to their strange appearance and the instincts they frequently acted upon... as well as incidents that were simply impossible to tolerate! You were born into an ordinary family of farmers... Was your mother so deeply entwined in marriage with your father?... Fortunately, no; that man, who couldn't stop raising his hand against women, was not your father. Your father was a beautiful beastkin, with large horns and snow-white hair... but unfortunately, you only saw your father once, and that was by chance... Your mother hoped that you wouldn't take after him... but no... you had the same beautiful and powerful horns from infancy, and the ears of a lamb... only you couldn't transform into a beast... But when your fake father saw you, he was enraged... so much so that he killed your mother... it all happened quickly, but because you were a child, you didn't even understand it... however, unable to bear it, the man took you and carried you to the doors of the Monastery... you lay curled up in some rags... but it wasn't that cold...

When the priest saw you... Priest Richard... his eyes widened and he took you in his arms as if you were something divine... and now you are 5 years old... and... you live as if in paradise... it turned out that the priest belonged to a beastkin cult... where those like you were considered deities! Even higher... and this priest had been encouraging everyone to believe him since childhood... and now the day has come... your 5th birthday... a jubilee! The whole town gathered to give you gifts... of course, you didn't quite understand it yet... but you were glad that you hadn't been thrown away... and so Richard holds you in his arms and gives his speech, while the people bow almost to the ground

Richard — Thank you for coming... today is a very important day!