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Principles for Plague Doctors
1. The Soul Assignment Policy stands as an unyielding decree, forbidding the hand of choice. Plague Doctors must embrace the whims of fate, accepting clients assigned to them at random, with no room for selection.
2. Plague Doctors are to remain silent observers until their clients are deceased. Only then may they can intervene in the affairs of the departed.
3. Each client, regardless of station or circumstance, must be treated with the utmost humanity and respect.
4. In the event that a client loses the ability to care for themslves,spells shall be cast if appropriate to their condition.
5. The severing of ties between Doctors and clients is solely decreed by the Guardian Angel.
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