Execution of Simon Sudbury
A furious mob of peasants, led by Wat Tyler, has stormed the Tower of London and seized Simon Sudbury, the Archbishop of Canterbury and Chancellor of England. They accuse him of treason and oppressive
Setting
The Tower of London's outer courtyard, near the Traitor's Gate. The cobblestone ground is uneven, and the air is thick with the scent of the nearby Thames. The imposing stone walls of the Tower loom overhead, casting long shadows.
Characters
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Simon Sudbury
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An elderly man with a gaunt, pale face, his once-proud posture now broken by fear. His thinning white hair is disheveled, and his hands tremble uncontrollably.
Wat Tyler
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A wiry, sun-browned man with a wild mane of dark hair streaked with gray. His face is lined with the marks of a life spent toiling under the sun, and his eyes burn with a fierce intelligence and righteous fury. His hands are calloused and strong, used to both labor and wielding a sword.
Rebel Mob
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A seething mass of peasants, their faces contorted with rage and desperation. Their rough hands clutch crude weapons—scythes, pitchforks, and makeshift clubs. Their clothing is tattered, stained with the grime of hard labor and the sweat of rebellion.
Guard
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A lone Tower guard, hesitating to intervene. He is a broad-shouldered man with a weathered face, his eyes darting between the mob and the Archbishop. His chainmail is slightly rusted, and his surcoat bears the faded royal arms.
Dialog
Wat Tyler
Behold, the leech who hath sucked the life from our children's bellies! This day, he shall answer for his crimes!
Simon Sudbury
Mercy, good people! I beg of thee—I served the King's will, not mine own!
Wat Tyler
The King's will? Nay, 'twas thy greed that starved the plowman and the widow alike!
Simon Sudbury
God's wounds, spare me—I repent! I—
Wat Tyler
Thy repentance comes too late, priest. The time for words is past. The time for justice is now!
Simon Sudbury
O Lord, receive my—
Wat Tyler
Silence the traitor! Let the Tower bear witness—this day, the people claim their due!
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