Commentary: To Be Added Upon Further Investigation
Ambrose Answering Inquiries
In accepting the mantle of a Physician, you will soon be assigned a station, by which we refer within our circles all of our Clinics. And in time will you, dear students, be granted the honor of helming a station of your own, if you remain honorable in your duties.
Conclusion of the Matter
My grief stems not from the emergence of our lesser days. Neither this corruptible form that our Order has adopted, for a bulwark shall always remain. My single regret, my only regret, is that you should inherit this burden of which we proved unable to remedy.
Commentary: To Be Added Upon Further Investigation
Instruction Booklet for Clinic Operation
For the purpose of instruction, shall this booklet contain all that is required as of now to remain knowledgeable concerning the inner-workings of the Clinic Annwyne in the presence of mine absence, and of course, to keep close the treasures that are the memories etched within these walls.
Refrain the tongue, soften the heart, and remain prudent in action.
As a graduate of The Associates Fowl, above lies an oath of which we are indebted to keep. Our studies featured the fundamentals of health and anatomy, later translating to far greater, heightened examinations of such concepts. While it was feared that many would stray into the vainglories of self-preservation and drown within the floods of temporary fame, my tenure found no hostilities to nurture and exploit.
While our medical aptitude sharpened under the tutelage of experience within the field, each Associate remained accompanied by a fowl of some sort, typically a dove, raven, or crow, with the slight appearance by that of kites, and the occasional tropical fowl for our Associates in operation amongst warmer climes. However, the ingenuity of implementation for rather overlooked species is limitless, as was I met with chuckles at the presence of mine feathered Associate for such a peculiar size and wing beat, but Hiltz has rarely faced an unwilling attitude for a Hummingbird.
All Associates are nodes within a connective tissue of nerves, held fast by our fowl who provide guidance and instruction as carries of our message to the intrigued onlooker, the wearied traveler, helpless patient, or willing candidate for enrollment. Our uniform reflects our highest priority, to distance ourself to glorify none other but the Will of the Father and magnify The Lamb, leaving no ounce of selfishness, but keeping intact our unique self-expression gifted to us by The Father with no room for outside exploitation. Our face is our charity; our brush is our witness.
The Clinic, our collective witness enshrined in an institution, feature auxiliary facilities in the form of libraries, shelters, inns. Yet, we are dwindling. There are few willing to take up the call and even less the souls desiring the preservation of the title's witness.
Commentary: Dr. Bellrow of Clinic Hardeen is present throughout history as an individual of secret codes and resolute temperament. Instructing other members of the Order as a student and later tenure as a Physician concerning multiple techniques for codeworks, including penning a series of volumes on the subject.
Letter In Response To Revising The Book of Maladies
Dear Ballad-Maker,
Your skills are greatly improving if you are now to see the importance of dental hygiene and ceasing to drown in the mire of the furious ocean that is the mind.
I will take your additions for review, but I must first ask for a schematic of the bee hive and nature of the bee itself to ensure no dangers are present for our fellow physicians, who may attempt in their excitement to incorrectly scavenge this new taste of honey for their personal discovery and cupboard.
Your Friend,
Physician Bellrow
Commentary: Dr. Dellrow of Clinic Chrysanthemum is one of the leading figureheads of the Order, having written one of their foundational documents, Dellrow's Book of Maladies, which contains several hundred volumes of information on identifying ills and recipes of remedy. Dr. Dellrow is known to have an irregular sleeping schedule, only resting an hour a day at unexpected times, leaving students following an assigned guidebook to attend to matters and only interrupting the hour of rest for the most important of situations. Due to Dr. Dellrow's love of the pen, Clinic Chrysanthemum is constructed as a large library, with shelves upon shelves of books lining the walls of the less intense infirmary and waiting rooms.
Commentary: Dr. Delmore of Clinic Crylisit established a reputation for traveling to the most remote of winter regions to secure ingredients for other Physicians. Dr. Delmore is known to have a fiery and adventurous spirit, penning a great deal of books on cures for winter ailments and the safest pathways to secure the ingredients required of them.
Commentary: Dyne of Clinic Hyacinth is the sibling of Dr. Delmore of Clinic Crylisit. The two went on ventures to recover ingredients in harsh winter climes before splitting into two Clinics to cover a wider area after Dr. Dyne discovered a village hidden in a tree grove where the average life expectancy remained extremely short. Dr. Dyne formed a sledding emergency service and spent much time away from Clinic Hyacinth scouting the cold, frosted landscape while accompanied by Associate Fowl Cyrene The Snow Owl in search of those in need and placing portable medical service kits in hollowed out trees that would be replenished each morning, along with constructing lodging houses as public shelters.
Commentary: Dr. Raow of Clinic Bellimore is a foundational figure within the Order, having written the infamous Orientation for Students. Harboring a love for explaining everything down to the smallest of details while pairing a metaphor or two, Dr. Raow hastily penned the Orientation after many Physicians became engrossed in medical matters, thereby neglecting to agree upon a formal document. While considered a tiresome, but intriguing read, Dr. Raow's work features important information on the rules and knowledge surrounding the Order.
The Histories of The Cloaked Physicians: A Brief Orientation for Students and Curious Crowds-Written By: Physician Raow, Bellimore Clinic
Dear Reader,
I will attempt, in a digestible pamphlet, of which you will maintain in your possession at all times for study and recollection the histories of our duties and presence, of which shall remain excellently kept in hand as an effective spud for less warm climes, surrounding the knowledge of The Order of Cloaked Physicians, of which is not our internal reference, but an effective, yet rather mechanical, collectively recognized title.
Indeed, The Order sustains multiple designations, of which I dearly wish you were aware, but in prudent fashion shall we eliminate confusing, but rather lovely, naming conventions in settlement for the foundational concepts behind our visage and behavior.
While sporting variations necessary for adapting to a diverse assortment of climes, the standard uniform will compose of a functional frock, a cowl for the warm and frosted rains and in protection of the neck from persistent insects, a suitably sized chapeau bound with a cord for holding items of a similar nature to those held fast by the belt, and within your mask carry an assortment of fragrances to banish the scent of foul malady. And, of course, neglect not to wash your hands and secure gloves to take with you.
Communication between other members within your station and elsewhere will be performed through penning of exchanges by way of your fowl associate. As the ecological nature remains prone to variety, all designated associates will sport the pattern of our Order, a checkered board of unusually measured squares, on the inside of their wing, typically between the primary and marginal coverts. Otherwise, it shall be found on the head, beak, or tail. Outside of messaging duties, an associate fowl will shadow a person of interest, therefore, remain watchful of where they guide you. Treat them well.
The station to which I refer, of course, is your designated clinic. Sporting a construction adequate to the lay of the land, a clinic typical in nature shall have five to ten levels encased within a circular frame of stone, with the highest point existing as a guardhouse for local security, as you are well aware of recent hostilities from opportunists. The lower levels shall remain dedicated to those requiring immediate care and will hold space for your personal quarters. You must discipline yourselves to remain available at the most curious of times. You shall not remove your uniform apart from the most dire of circumstances, such as in the case of catching fire. You shall ensure your fowl associates are maintained and their perches well-kept for departure and return. Remember, your face is within your work, therefore, let no being find falsehood within them. Unless, of course, that individual is of sour judgement.
In many cases, clinics may take the form of earthen mounds and cottages. Regardless of your station, adhere to your training well. If you are held in high esteem through proof of experience, you shall be permitted upon graduation to establish a clinic of your own in an area of need. A clinic of our caliber exists far beyond that of an infirmary, dear reader, but as an extension of the heart of heaven. Therefore, dare not turn aside from the face of the needy, but be aware that not all seek need.
Your equipment shall consist of Physician Dellrow's Book of Maladies, with any additions, provided that they are discrete and reliable, shall be sent to you via a fowl associate. However, as written in your training, you are to possess a great deal of journals to document your daily happenings for review. You shall carry a cane of stout wood, and with it be proficient, for it shall be used to inspect the sickly with far less fear of contamination, but be wielded as a weapon in times of trouble against beasts of all forms. You shall bathe yourself, your equipment, and any relevant articles able to do so in the cleaning solution designated on page eighty-five of Physician Dellrow's Book of Maladies to ensure cleanliness. You shall supply your fowl associate with such a solution for their private washing as well.
Now, Godspeed. And see to it your fishing duties, for the temp is surely cold as of late.
Sincerely, Physician Roaw of Bellimore Clinic
Commentary: Dr. Sil of Clinic Kyth is an individual of a quiet nature, rarely heard, but extremely tall and having broad shoulders, Dr. Sil dedicates much time to tending the field of Clinic Kyth situated within Two Mountain Pass. Growing many ingredients and caring for a great many more animals, Dr. Sil is proficient in human and animal care, penning volumes on the matter, and often acting as a liaison for Dr. Bellimore.
Personal Lament-Written By: Physician Sil, Kyth Clinic
I fear, dear associates of mine, that upon the death of that precious light shall the essence of our walk be snuffed out forever. For who may find faith upon the earth during a time such as this? Naught the creatures sing, nor the flowers bloom. Neither the fields produce their fruit to sustain the hungry. And the souls lie unfed, tethered to shackles of human invention and personal desperation. Yet, we stand at the ready.
Commentary: Filed for further review. Dr. [UNKNOWN] is a fellow student with Dr. Bellrow of Clinic Hardeen and is proficient in the creation of ballads and talented in the musical arts. Affectionately known as The Ballad-Maker.
Letter To Associates Concerning Daily Review-Written By UNKNOWN, Clinic UNKNOWN
Dear Physician Bellrow of Clinic Hardeen,
How are you my dear, dear friend? Shall I pour thee a chalice of fine cordials?
Nay, must I compose a second literary epic in the form of song and dance?
And, yet, I fear I am a bit tired as of late.
Growing tired, mind you, as if I am pouring out a glass of mine volumes.
Volumes of the soul, wit, and woe, frustrations and of the like.
Perhaps, this shall be the hour of shifting stations?
Oh, dearly, I am aware of such foolish passions and ramblings as mine.
But, dear friend, do I sorely miss the warmth of the countryside.
Is mine old Fowl Associate Binford still alive and well?
I should like to visit him again.
Ecstatic am I on news of new prospects.
Hurriedly, am I to pen such word to you on the fold of a napkin.
Dear me, I am slipping back into mine ballad-maker ways, am I not?
Rapturous joys are mine, you see.
Upon hatching a sorry state of boughs off a tree, well, you are aware I am a terrible judgement of foliage families, our new students have recently discovered a nest of honey bees!
Are you questioning my sanity in light of my previous longings for an exchange of stations, dear friend?
Surely not! Nothing to fear, for my mind is as sharp as ever, though my heart wanes.
Listen here.
And look lively!
Languishing I may be, but these bees may prove useful in refining Dellrow's coughing syrup.
Rather a foul scented, stomach wrenching thing that old recipe was.
Surely, now is the hour of remedy.
As, of course, Dellrow's shortcomings lied in a weak palate.
Terrible thing, it was.
Trembling, am I, at the thought of attending another dinner.
Ills of that nature shall we avoid with this lovely new concoction.
Nightly have I remained in study between students, brave souls, in taking apart and reforming, repulsing, and relaying the recipe to send before you now a sample.
Evidently, out of good measure, we have kept a portion at our station for further reproduction if all shall fare well.
And what shall fare for me, if I can only stop these vagabonds of students from consuming it all!
Erasure of which I cannot stand, this hard work of mine.
Rather, their work as well, of course.
Though, one of mine students professed a profound piece of proverb, dear friend.
By rearranging that which held first place, whether character or deed, shall one find the core of what truth wishes to say, proving that one trims the excess fat of the eyes and mind. I hath learned to keep up a smile.
Indeed, perhaps I remain at the station where I am needed to be after all.
Do you not agree, dear friend?
With warm regards,
~ Letters of Exchange ~
These are works penned by those outside of the Order concerning the Order itself.
~Physician Rav, Annwyne Clinic
An Excerpt By Coterie Member Forme Regarding The Cloaked Physicians
A Fowl of some nature follows each of them. From the southern branch bearing ornaments of nature's hues, to the wintery climes where the more brutish appearance clashes with the benevolence expressed by the most unexpected of creatures. Truly a spectacle to behold in their seemingly indefinite supply of topical wisdom peppered with a dash of gruesome misgivings witnessed on daily occasion within their clinics. I am in constant awe, if only suppressed by dread as the Cloaked Physicians stress simplicity in their dress, but their infamous cloaks of dull brown and black, their insistence on no element of their personal countenance be seen save expressions of work as evidence of their regenerated being as holy missionaries of medicine, it is all so tiresome my dear fellow. And certainly, will it be a terrible bother to ingraft them, but a most calculated effort for an indispensable reward.
Jyrus Clementine in Article on the Penmakers
From our earliest accounts, the Order of Cloaked Physicians is but one of their well-known titles. A congregation of individuals beholden to the work of medicine and notable for their masks resembling that of a fowl's beak enclosed by a brimmed hat for bearing the elements, a uniform standard across all members with the exception of variations required for operation within particular climates.
