Assassination of Galba, 69, italy, rome
Setting
The Roman Forum, a vast open space surrounded by grand marble buildings and temples, with the cobblestone pavement worn smooth by centuries of foot traffic. The scene is set near the Rostra, the speaker's platform, where Galba stands defiantly before his accusers.
Characters
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Servius Sulpicius Galba
primary
Aged Roman Emperor with a gaunt, weathered face, deep-set eyes, and a prominent nose. His thinning white hair is combed back, and his posture, though slightly stooped with age, retains an imperial bearing. His hands, veined and bony, grip a staff for support.
Otho's Lieutenant
primary
A battle-hardened officer in his late 30s, with a muscular build and a scar running from his left temple to his jawline. His dark eyes are sharp and calculating, framed by thick eyebrows. His short-cropped hair and clean-shaven face mark him as a disciplined soldier.
Praetorian Guard
secondary
A tall, broad-shouldered man in his late 30s with a weathered face, short-cropped dark hair, and a scar running from his left temple to his jawline. His muscular build suggests years of military training, but his current posture betrays hesitation.
Forum Onlooker
background
A middle-aged Roman citizen of average build, with sun-weathered skin and short, curly dark hair. His face is lined with the marks of a life spent outdoors, and his hands are calloused from manual labor. His eyes are wide with shock, and his mouth is slightly agape.
Dialog
Servius Sulpicius Galba
So this is how Rome rewards her loyal servants? With steel and treachery?
Otho's Lieutenant
Loyalty is earned, old man. You gave the Guard nothing but empty promises!
Servius Sulpicius Galba
Rome needs discipline, not bribes. You disgrace the purple you seek.
Otho's Lieutenant
Enough speeches! The Guard has chosen. Will you step down, or must we drag you from the Rostra?
Servius Sulpicius Galba
Strike then, if your hands remember how to obey orders.