There was once a nameless slave from Gaul who was ostracized by the world around her. Said to bear the “mark of sin” due to the mysterious deaths which followed her like a plague, the girl frequently traded hands between nobles in her early years.
Due to the rumors and gossip from the other slaves, the girl would commonly spend her time sneaking out into the nearby wilderness. Immersing herself in the knowledge of the various herbs and foliage which surrounded the area, she would eventually learn of her body’s unique composition: that her bodily fluids were fatal to the touch, and even more so could be altered to administer different effects.
At some point around 30 AD, the girl was discovered and bought by a woman of great renown within the court of Rome. She was lifted from the dregs of society for one reason, the woman explained, and that was to concoct poisons for her uses. The girl was given a name of her own, food, and a roof to call home, serving her master faithfully. It was during this period where the girl learned about the inner workings of high society and how to manipulate those in power to her favor. Despite all this, the girl knew her zealotry would not save her from being cast aside like gutter trash.
And so she devised a plan.
The woman had a daughter who she knew was constantly poisoned in order to secure obedience. She had often seen her follow the woman around the halls in their younger years, as fair and just as she imagined. It was this child who the girl knew would secure her a safe future.
The girl convinced the child with sweet nothings and half-truths that her mother was nothing but an obstacle, a witch who tainted her with poison and lies. On that ordinary day in March, the woman was cut down by her own daughter under suspicion of treason. From that day forward, the girl lived a lavish life under the Emperor’s court, becoming one of her trusted confidants.
Alas, both the emperor and the girl failed to realize that love given is often not repaid in turn. Upon the abrupt ousting and death of her lifeline, the girl realized her time had long expired. She was dragged out to face the weight of her crimes, and was torn asunder by wild beasts.
With regrets in her heart, the story closed on the girl named Locusta.