Other than that...
Why were the rules for Healers/Healing stricken from the Book of War? I know there are people out there who are interested in being Healers... where are the rules? I'd like to see them put back into the Book of War. After all, Belegarth DOES have people interested in other things beyond fighting and stick-jockery.
Here are the rules as they were written back-in-the-day:
HEALING
Healers can turn the tides of battle and have the ability to off-balance the entire game. For these reasons healers have strict governing laws.
To become a Healer you must submit a typed or legible handwritten copy of your Poem of Healing to the secretary/treasurer. After doing so, you have total of 5 days of battle practice to learn to recite your Poem of Healing. Until then, you may carry a copy of the Poem with you onto the field, or you may simply count to one hundred. After your five days of practice you will be expected to know your Poem by memory and will be expected to recite it to the secretary/treasurer. If you stumble over words, or forget several words or lines of your Poem, you may be asked to take more time to learn the Poem and will not be made a Healer. If you can recite your Poem without difficulty you will be made a Healer and may make your services known when you are on the field. If you have lost a leg and are way out in the boonies and alone, you can wait for someone to come by and send them for help, crawl to where you think you can find help, or commit suicide. If you have both legs stabbed, or pierced with arrows, you cannot even crawl anywhere. You can only drag yourself with your arms. It might be advisable to kill yourself, if your character’s personality permits doing so.
• No, the healing poem cannot be read backwards or forwards with the intention of “damaging” anyone. This is not an aspect of this game’s role-playing.
• No kind of “magic” other than healing is part of the Dur-Demarion system of role-playing.
SAMPLE HEALING POEM
Child of Valor, Bairn of Battle at my feet you lie.
Runes to trace and spells to cast as fallen comrades die.
Armour rent and mail torn by weapons caked in gore.
Those who fight like snarling wolves and razor-tusked boar.
Cloven helm and severed limb, the battles ax as hewn.
Bodies sprouting feathered shafts about the field are strewn.
Carrion fowl and battle raven circle overhead.
With taloned claws and breaks to pick the bones of valiant warrior dead.
Child of Valor, Bairn of Battle harm has come your way.
Blood of bravery be renewed to fight another day.
Sword of Arthur, Hammer of Thor, silver shield and spear.
Rise and wield your weapon now against the danger near.
Fang of cobra, bite of spider, heat of Dragon flame.
Valiant warrior again does rise and goes back from whence he came.