Murder of Wat Tyler

Wat Tyler, leader of the Peasants' Revolt, confronts King Richard II and his royal guard at Smithfield, demanding further concessions. The atmosphere is charged with tension as Tyler, emboldened by ea

Setting

Smithfield, London, an open area outside the city walls, traditionally used for livestock markets and public gatherings. The ground is trampled earth, scattered with straw and occasional patches of grass. The nearby St. Bartholomew's Priety looms in the background.

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Wat Tyler

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A rugged man in his late 30s with a wiry, muscular build from years of labor. His face is weathered, with deep-set eyes that burn with intensity, a broken nose from past brawls, and a thick beard streaked with gray. His hands are calloused and bear the marks of hard work.

King Richard II

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A slender youth of 14 years with fair, almost delicate features, his pale complexion flushed with the heat of confrontation. His golden hair is neatly trimmed, framing a face that belies his royal station with its youthful softness. Piercing blue eyes betray both his Plantagenet lineage and the simmering tension of the moment.

Royal Guard

secondary

A tall, broad-shouldered man in his late 30s with a weathered face, deep-set eyes, and a thick beard. His muscular build suggests years of training and combat experience. His hands are calloused, gripping his weapon tightly, and his stance is alert, ready to spring into action at any moment.

Peasant Leader

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A burly man in his late 30s with sun-weathered skin and a thick beard streaked with gray. His hands are calloused from years of labor, and his dark eyes burn with righteous fury. A jagged scar runs from his left temple to his jawline, a remnant of past conflicts.

City Official

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A middle-aged man of slight build, with thinning brown hair and a neatly trimmed beard. His face is lined with worry, and his pale complexion suggests he spends more time indoors than out. His hands are clean but show signs of nervous fidgeting.

Dialog

Wat Tyler By the blood we've spilled tilling these lands, we demand justice! No more taxes to fatten lords who never lifted a finger!

King Richard II You forget yourself, Tyler. The crown grants privileges by divine right—not by the clamor of baseborn churls.

Peasant Leader Divine right? A child king hides behind Latin words while our children starve!

Wat Tyler We'll have our charter sealed in blood if need be—yours or ours!

King Richard II Guards! This rebel dares lay hands upon his sovereign's person—

Peasant Leader Liar! He touched no one!

Wat Tyler So this is how kings keep faith—with drawn steel and false charges!

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Year: 1381
Date: 6/15
Location: Smithfield, London, United Kingdom
Layer: 2
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