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[curada]

I would be happy if you'd do me the honor of answering a few questions.

First, I would have it known how a doctor sets about establishing their license to practice. Is it the case that such legality is established upon entrance to this world? I highly doubt any sane medical council would permit an unlicensed physician to remain in post, as negligence is surely as endemic in this world as anywhere else. Pertinently, what funding is available for research fellowships, or starting one's own practice?

Second, might those of you with an appreciation of medical science be willing to permit me to make an account of your state of health? A physical examination with all that's entailed. Were I so fortunate as to receive your participation in medical screening, I dare say that it would assist the future treatment of everyone.

Please do me the honor of withholding your response if it fails to address either point in question. You have my gratitude, in any case.

[Do reply though. That's just his ego showing.]

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[curada]

I can offer you no question, my dear lady, other than to seek further information on the strange circumstances of my arrival.

Partly from curiosity. Partly from necessity.

[Tell him what the NPCs neglected to say about the Porter, please.]

[assays]

A being known as Lachesis took over the Porter- the machine that brings us here- and she ultimately decides who stays and who goes. We do not have any say in the matter.

I know how crazy it sounds but that's the truth.

[curada]

[Consent issues. Well, isn't that pleasant?]

I hardly know why. It's absurd.

[assays]

Absurd is a good way of putting it.

Anything else you would like to ask?

[curada]

Yes. I dabble in asking questions here, but would you inform me of whom would discuss medicine more strongly?

[assays]

Not anyone in particular I'm afraid but there are a few clinics and a hospital in the cities. There is also a university in De Chima.

[curada]

Okay, but question: are any of those run by people like up? imPorts, was it?

[assays]

I don't believe so. The government here probably wouldn't allow it.

[curada]

Oh bother. I had dared hope it was the case, but alas! I must observe the natural order and apply appropriately. Thank you.

[assays]

You're welcome. I'm sorry that I couldn't provide you with the answers you wanted.

[curada]

No, don't apologize. For how can you be blamed? It wasn't in your control. You approached me with more productive answers than some of the rest.

[Looking at you, Doctor Who.]

Might I have your name for future correspondence?

[assays]

You may. My name is Peggy.

Can I have your name in return? In case I find out any useful information to pass along to you.

[curada]

I am Victor S Court. Please contact me at your leisure.

[assays]

Thank you, Victor. Feel free to do the same.