The Concordium Medica – Keepers of the Sacred Oath

"We do not heal for kindness. We do not mend for gold. Every wound has a cost, and every debt must be paid."

The Concordium Medica are an ancient Tiefling order of physicians, feared and respected in equal measure. Their healing is a binding contract, woven into the very fabric of reality. No one is turned away—but no one is healed without consequence.

To receive their aid, one must pay the price—a price measured by the severity of the wound. The greater the suffering, the deeper the cost.

The Four Pillars of the Concordium

1. Gift to Knowledge – The Painwrights (Mild Wounds)

"Your suffering is not in vain. It will teach those who follow."

For minor wounds, lingering ailments, and non-fatal injuries, healing is granted in exchange for insight.

Every injury mended must be recorded—mapped onto parchment, inscribed in bone, or etched into flesh.
The healed carry a sigil upon their body, marking their pain until another is saved by the knowledge it provides.
Diseases, poisons, and curses are documented, ensuring future healers may learn from what was suffered.

Their symbol is a white chalk circle, left upon the skin of every patient—a temporary mark of their pain’s legacy.

2. Vow of Balance – The Keepers of Promises (Severe Wounds)

"Your body is restored. Now, keep the oath you once cast aside."

For deep wounds, shattered bones, and deadly afflictions, the patient must restore a broken vow before they are healed.

A knight who fled battle must return and make amends.
A betrayer must seek out those they wronged and set things right.
A ruler who abandoned a promise must reclaim their word, or suffer the price of their failure.

A sigil of fire is placed upon the healed—a brand of glowing infernal script. Should they break their promise again, their body will betray them.

3. Oath of Neutrality – The Bound Hands (Life-Threatening Wounds)

"If I am to heal you, you must swear to harm no more than balance allows."

For mortal wounds, death’s edge, and irreversible damage, the healed must swear an Oath of Neutrality—ensuring they do not tip the scales of power unjustly.

A warlord healed by the Concordium must withdraw from battle for a time equal to their recovery.
A noble restored to life must vow never to use their second chance for vengeance.
A soldier, once healed, must never again raise a blade in anger.

To break the Oath is to invoke the Black Recollection—a curse that maintains the healing but creates a painfull scar at the place of the injury

Those bound by this contract wear gloves sewn shut at the fingers, a mark that only the Concordium may undo.

4. Sacrifice of Potential – The Unseen Toll (For Those Who Disturb the Balance Too Much)

"This healing demands more than blood. It demands a sacrifice of what could have been."

For those whose very existence disrupts the Balance, whose power is too great, whose fate is too volatile, a greater cost must be paid.

The patient must surrender something irreplaceable—a piece of themselves, a thread of their destiny, an artifact of their soul.

A memory of love, lost forever.
A magical talent, burned away.
A future triumph, never to come to pass.
A precious heirloom, consumed in infernal fire.

Those who pay this price often feel a hollow space in their soul, a lingering sense of something missing—though they may never remember what it was.

The only mark left behind is a phantom pain—a whisper of what was sacrificed.

The Unbreakable Laws of the Concordium Medica

We heal, but we do not kill. A Concordium physician may never take a life, nor assist those who do so unjustly.
Gold holds no power over us. Payment is made in vows, knowledge, neutrality, or sacrifice—never in coin.
A contract once made cannot be broken. To defy the Concordium’s terms is to invite ruin upon oneself.
We do not choose sides. No war, no kingdom, no force may sway the Concordium’s neutrality.
Healing must serve a purpose. Every wound mended must contribute to Balance, Wisdom, or Order.

The Role of a Concordium Physician

A Tiefling healer of the Concordium Medica is a walking contract, a physician whose every act of mercy alters the fate of the world. They are seen as both saviors and enforcers of cosmic law.

They walk among battlefields, their hands stained with both blood and ink.
They step into the halls of kings, speaking truths that cannot be denied.
They watch, record, and balance, ensuring that no one escapes the price of their survival.

Their sigil is a golden scale held by a skeletal hand—a symbol of both judgment and mercy, healing and consequence.

To seek their aid is to seal a pact with forces beyond mortal understanding—for in the world of the Concordium Medica, every wound has a price, and every price must be paid.