[ ] Patrician. The mortal patrician classes are second-class citizens to even the unExalted children of the Dynasty, but they still live in opulent luxury compared to the average resident of the Realm. Before your mother was assassinated, she taught you that every rule was open to negotiation - power was the only law anyone truly respected. With her sixth husband an absentee bureaucrat, you her son have had plenty of time to take those lessons to heart. Only a fool takes the high road. Real winners use leverage. They attack from unconventional angles. They work smart so they don't waste energy working hard. Through a mixture of bribery, blackmail, and blatant cheating, you were accepted where only Dynasts tread.
[ ] Commoner. Your father was a sergeant in the Legions, and his father before him. Your mother is a freed scribing-slave. Growing up, you were always different from the children around you. Smarter, sharper, quicker - you possessed a most extraordinary talent, and no lack of will to develop it. Numbers and figures, languages and history: all of it came easily to you. With a desire to rise out of the streets, you threw yourself into your studies. You never imagined that a test you took only for the challenge of it would open a door into the world of the Exalted. Will a life spent worshipping the Dynasty leave you ill-prepared for its challenges? You are not overly concerned, though. You've always been a fast learner.
