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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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[helpline]

So it's magic nonsense then. Well, you're going on the census.

[curada]

What census? What are you blathering about?

[helpline]

I made a census of people with creepy healing powers. You're now added to it.

[curada]

That is an imposition; take me off it.

[He will grumpy old-man fight you. And lose. BUT HE WILL.]

[helpline]

The census is alphabetical, give me your name otherwise I'll put you under "Doctor (Stuffy)."

[curada]

Very well. My name is Victor S Court of the Duchy of Eternia.

[helpline]

You do know your name's a pun, right?

[ said with a froooooooown ]

[curada]

Individuals with whom I am acquainted have pointed it out to me. The joke wears thin in a very short time.

[helpline]

I don't do puns. Still, felt it would be good to tell you just in case you didn't know.

[curada]

How kind and generous you are. But that is my profession and you are welcome to denote it.

[helpline]

To the census you go!