Death of Lucius Verus
Lucius Verus, co-emperor of Rome, lies feverish on his deathbed in a military camp near Altinum. Physicians attend to him while generals debate the political implications of his impending death, with
Setting
A dimly lit chamber in a Roman military camp near Altinum, with rough-hewn wooden walls and a high ceiling. The room is sparsely furnished, dominated by a large bed where Lucius Verus lies feverish. The air is thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and sweat.
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Lucius Verus
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A middle-aged Roman emperor with a once-athletic build now weakened by fever. His olive skin is pallid and slick with sweat, dark circles under his sunken eyes. His short, curly black hair is matted against his forehead, and his beard is unkempt. His lips are cracked, and his breathing is labored.
Physician
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A middle-aged Greek man of slight build, with deep-set dark eyes and a furrowed brow. His olive skin is marked by worry lines, and his short, curly black hair is streaked with gray. His hands are slender and nimble, accustomed to preparing remedies and examining patients.
General Marcus
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A seasoned Roman general in his late 50s, with a muscular build that has begun to soften with age. His face is weathered from years of campaigning, with deep-set eyes that betray a sharp intellect. His short-cropped hair is mostly gray, and his jaw is set with determination.
Slave Boy
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A thin, adolescent boy of about 14 years with sunken cheeks and dark, curly hair cropped short. His olive skin is marked with faint scars from past punishments, and his large brown eyes dart nervously around the room.
Dialog
Lucius Verus
Does the Emperor not merit wine, or must he beg like a pleb in the Subura?
Physician
Domine, the humors are... it would seem unwise in this krisis—this critical hour. Perhaps we might consider willow bark instead?
General Marcus
By Mars' will, spare us your Greek uncertainties. The legions need orders, not remedies.
Lucius Verus
Ah, Marcus... ever the loyal hound sniffing at the gates of power. Tell me—does my brother know you hover here like a vulture?
Physician
The fever worsens... if it please the gods, we should—
General Marcus
The Danube won't hold itself. Rome requires an answer.
Lucius Verus
Then let Dis Pater answer you... for I am done with this world's games.
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