IMPERIAL PROCLAMATION | ON LICENSURE

[TheIchorDruid 1986]

 

 

 

IMPERIAL PROCLAMATION

 

UPON THE MATTER OF LICENSURE

Issued and averred by the Imperial Office of Medicine,

Her Excellency, Andromède dey Medford 

16TH OF HOREN’S CALLING, 631

✠ HEED, ALL LEAL SONS OF HOREN ✠

 

The matter of medicine has long been a subject of contention, as what is required is weighed against what is merely desired. It was a common vision between Physik and the Crown to establish precedent and curb the rampant malpractice that once diseased our lands. For a time, such unification bore fruit. And with such reformations did the art of Physick flourish beneath such a standard.

Yet licensure, though intended to distinguish the rigorously trained Physician from the self-proclaimed medic, has instead sown unrest. Discourse has grown heated amongst healers, and confidence has wavered not in chambers of governance but amongst those who matter most, the sick and the needy whom we are sworn to serve.

Thus, let it be known that the mandate of licensure is henceforth abolished. The vassals of the Imperium are entrusted with stewardship over their own medical governance, bearing full charge of the standards they uphold and the practitioners they sanction within their respective dominions.

However, if the situation calls for it, His Imperial Majesty has granted permission for the Imperial Master Physician to -- upon his will and desire -- enter lands of each vassal to deal with any forms of malpractice. The Imperial Master Physician will be granted such a writ of permission with each course of this conduct by means of parchment. Any medical negligence should be reported to the Imperial Master Physician so that it may be brought to the Lady Justiciar for consideration.

 

 H V M A N I T A S    I N V I C T A

“Für Gott und Kaiser,”

 

HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY, Hadrian I of the House Horen, by the Grace of GOD, 

Emperor of Man, Holy Imperator, King of Seventis, Salvus, Renatus & Oren, 

Duke of Middelan, Helena, Lorraine, Sunholdt and Reutov, Baron of Pestilles, 

Protector of Grense, Protector of the Heartlanders, Patriarch of House Horen & the Tiberian Dynasty, 

Captain-General of the Church, Defender of the Faith

HER EXCELLENCY,  Andromède dey Medford, Imperial Master Physician

 

[Toddbringer 159]

In spite of recent contention, a missive was placed with tender caution upon the face of a large icebox. That secured beside it, sketches of insects in various degrees of quality and yellowing aged parchment. That which looked upon it- smiled. 

Pride yet for services rendered.

[violet3vergarden 63]

Sir Hans Stroheim looked down at the missive, a small amused smile going onto his face as he read it twice-over. He couldn't help but feel a slight victory, the words of the earlier encounter between him and another replayed in his mind - the back and fourth that occurred at Aurelien's Trial in Reinmar over qualifications and morality.

"It seems that paper isn't needed to save a life afterall. So much for 'telling the Emperor..' to enforce his decree.." He gave a weak chuckle to himself before walking off to show Sir Theodemar the written notice. 

[0mnip0tent 338]

Ever since that once-Aldor redhead had met Andromède at but thirteen summers of age, nothing but admiration and pride had been thought of her. A sister, from the first time their eyes met, and a bond that would last until they were both far into their respective graves. As if they were her ABCs, such time was taken to teach Roswyn herbs, and medical procedures at such a young and talkative age. For this, Andromède was surely not only the best physician around, but the best teacher of medicinal practices anybody might find themselves lucky to be under.

[Silly Zero 93]

Zaerilia looked up at the notice while on her daily walk in search of Tippen's Root. Her blue hues widening with hope of her future medical journey. Her hands clasping on her alchemy sheers as her smile widens reading through the issue. All the time of being afraid of getting in trouble of helping people; it's time. So many years of simply researching to ensure that when she was tested that she would succeed, went to almost waste. Though good knowledge was learned either way.
"At least now more people can help out around here." shrugging her shoulders letting out a 'hm!' sound as she'd continue on her walk.

[Frisket 4537]

“I bet this is because I fail to meet her around fourteen times to get mine… Sorry sadiq”

 

khawla hummed solemnly over burdening her cousin.

[Onnensr 1908]

Cardinal-Emeritus Nerium had never received any formal medical schooling, and yet had saved the lives of two Tar's of Idunia from certain death. He approved of this change, and hoped this would improve the prospects of his bright-eyed students in the art of healing.

[WhimsicalOwl 268]

"All it took was one incident in Reinmar. . ." did Edith Barclay muse, finding humour in it more than anything. "Looks like Fred went through all that trouble getting a license for nothing- a waste of time, pfah."

 

At least the injured would not have to fear death just because there was never any physicians or medics around now. Why were they never around when you need them?

[sapphic_spidy 1089]

Castien is relieved that he is no longer practicing illegally. In truth, nothing would have stopped him from working as a doctor, but a few honeyed words can go a long way in making it seem like he cared about the licenses. In his mind, nearly a century is more than long enough to know what he's doing, and he doesn't need a piece of paper to prove it.