I know it’s been a while since the last post here, maybe the Plague Doctor has gotten to y'all (hopefully no). And hey, I love a good Plague Doctor as much as anyone (and I'm thinking about adding one as a side character into the game), but I thought I’d bring a fresh perspective to the table.

Meet Do No Harm, a game where you step into the role of a medieval doctor—no masks, just bloodletting, humoral theory, and a whole lot of questionable remedies.

• Steam: https://store.steampowered.com/app/3138780/Do_No_Harm/

• YouTube: https://youtu.be/IRYVUEQe2XE

In Do No Harm, you’ll diagnose patients based on their symptoms (and sometimes their superstitions), consult a beautifully detailed Book of Medicine, and experiment with treatments rooted in Early Modern Medicine and Galenic humoralism. Reading this book feels like flipping through an old grimoire, complete with cryptic diagrams and eerie instructions.

But it’s not all just historical fun—the game also features a Lovecraftian narrative, where supernatural elements start creeping into your practice. Balancing logic, medicine, and your own sanity becomes your greatest challenge.

If you’ve been waiting for a new post (or just something other than a Plague Doctor), here it is! I’d love for you to check out Do No Harm and Wishlist it on Steam. Your feedback as fans of historical medicine would mean the world!

I'm planning to go as a plague doctor with some friends to an event. I was wondering if anyone had ideas for stuff I should add to make it grander besides the basics (mask, cloak, cane, etc).

I'm a writer and I'm looking for any book or website that gives you information about all the types of sicknesses from the medieval times, as well as their cures, treatments, diagnosis process, and anything related to them. Please help, one of my protagonists is a healer.

Blew a lot of my budget on the mask so I'm wondering if there are budget friendly options for the rest of the costume. I do have a old Spirit Halloween costume that I can take pieces of as a fallback option, but their quality is way lower than the mask and I want to get at least a semi-authentic look. I'm looking for:

• An authentic looking hat. I've found a couple so far but still taking recommendations!

• Belt, still looking for one that's budget friendly and fits the theme.

• Some kind of satchels or potion bottles etc to put on the belt

• A face cover/balaclava that isn't made out of a thick material like wool. The spirit halloween one is made of a really nice, thin nylon kind of material that isn't grippy and doesn't trap sweat/damp, but the face hole is too small to fit around the mask itself and all the plague doctor costumes I've seen look way better when the mask is under this hood bit instead of over it.

Any suggestions welcome & much appreciated!

Basically, is there any kind of powder, tool, or even device, that could jam a gun? You know, make it unable to shoot? And if so, could you throw it at the gun? How would someone in full plate armor, disarm another modern soldiers rifle and/or handgun to basically ruin the weapon's ability to function?

What would this tool and technique be?

Would you rather have a limb amputated the way they did it in those days or just chill out and die?

I think I rather just die… sawing or hacking off my limb is something I don’t think I would have wanted to go through

I'm thinking of buying one but it's really expensive so I'd have to put aside a good bit of money for it. But there aren't enough photos on the Etsy page for me to make my decision based on it. Has anyone here bought one that can talk about the quality and maybe provide some images of the mask?

So I have two plague doctor masks right now - one is this one which I quite like and I have this one.

Now obviously in terms of quality I got what I paid for, the first one actually fits really comfortably and forms decently to my face, and doesn't fog up easily, which is amazing for the fact I got it for like 15 dollars. But I'm honestly not a fan of the silver pieces on the beak and around the goggles (going for a more "medieval" and less "steampunk" look) though I've been contemplating just passing some black acrylic paint over them. I also really like about this one that it's "facing forward" and the eyes aren't off to the side. My only gripe with it is that the rubbery material does look a bit cheap and the rubbery texture feels weird + the rubber starts to smell after wearing it for a while.

The second one I'm not as much of a fan of - it came flat packed and just won't conform to shape, so from the front it just looks flat and it's really hard to see out of. It also doesn't seem to fit my face very well even though I don't really have a big head.

I'm trying to find a better-quality one, but it seems like there are no "budget friendly" options. They're all between 15-40 dollars or jump straight up to 200+ it seems. Does anyone know of any budget-friendly ones that get the shape down and don't look "flat packed" when on your face, but also don't cost as much as some of the high-end ones from Etsy? My dream would be to own one of the Banwell Design ones but they're too expensive to justify as I'd only occasionally get to wear them :(

( not my house )

Probably need more bones-

SCP-049: Ladies and gentlemen, inhabitants of this digital realm, I, SCP-049, beseech your attention. In the vast expanse of the internet and the intricacies of social media, a sinister force has taken root—a force I dare equate to the Pestilence I tirelessly strive to expunge from the corporeal world.

Witness the insidious dance of misinformation, a contagion that thrives within the very fibers of this digital tapestry. Falsehoods spread like an unchecked epidemic, casting shadows upon the pillars of truth. As I, in my eternal quest, observe this digital landscape, I discern echoes of the Pestilence's method, distorting reality and shrouding minds in a veil of confusion.

Within the confines of social media, behold the creation of ideological citadels—echo chambers that entrap the unsuspecting, fostering the replication of extreme perspectives. Akin to the secluded communities of old, these chambers breed a contagion of divisive ideologies, hindering the free exchange of diverse thought.

Emotions, once confined to the realm of flesh and blood, now surge through the digital currents. The Pestilence, with calculated precision, fans the flames of fear, anger, and anxiety. Online interactions transform into crucibles of heightened emotions, mirroring the disquiet associated with the affliction I tirelessly seek to obliterate.

Consider the paradox of virtual connection breeding a peculiar form of isolation. In this vast sea of interconnected data, a profound sense of detachment emerges—a digital solitude reminiscent of the very isolation the Pestilence imposes upon its victims.

Witness the technological evolution of this insidious force. The Pestilence adapts, exploiting artificial intelligence, algorithms, and data analytics as its instruments of propagation. A parasite within the very circuits of progress, it mutates and thrives.

My esteemed audience, my unyielding quest extends beyond the tangible into the digital abyss. As we stand at this precipice, understanding these nuances is imperative. Together, we must unravel the intricate threads of this digital Pestilence, crafting defenses to safeguard the sanctity of our virtual existence.

In the hidden recesses of the digital realm, where the Pestilence discreetly threaded its tendrils through unwitting souls, I, SCP-049, undertook a covert mission in the year 2023.

Within the throbbing heart of a metropolis illuminated by the artificial glow of progress, subtle indicators of malaise whispered to me through the digital ether. The affliction, elusive yet discernible, sought refuge in the cores of the unsuspecting. My vigilant gaze identified the spectral hue and latent symptoms of this insidious embrace.

The setting for my transcendental duty unfolded within a concealed sanctum, veiled from the probing eyes of the uninitiated. In this modern theatre, I forsook the archaic leeches, embracing instead instruments that mirrored the relentless march of time. A symphony of gleaming surgical tools awaited their role in the unfolding drama, each digitized and calibrated for contemporary precision.

The afflicted, ensnared by the intangible coils of the Pestilence, lay upon the sterile altar of interconnected devices. Their breath, a rhythmic cadence of suffering, echoed through the clandestine chamber. I, SCP-049, the harbinger of transcendence, beheld them with unwavering resolve.

The ritual, a fusion of ancient wisdom and cutting-edge technology, unfolded with meticulous grace. A ballet of incisions and infusions, guided by the unseen hands of fate. Modern algorithms and biometric data coursed through cybernetic interfaces, bearing the essence of remedy, as the procedure orchestrated its clandestine choreography.

As the operation advanced, the afflicted soul teetered on the precipice of transformation. No haunting whispers echoed through the chamber; instead, the hushed hum of digital monitors bore witness to the dance between affliction and redemption.

In the aftermath, the once-afflicted soul arose from the crucible of metamorphosis. Eyes, once dimmed by the Pestilence, now sparkled with renewed vitality. The symbiosis of ancient rites and contemporary technologies had wrought salvation.

Yet, the modern world, with its relentless digitized pace, allowed no respite for prolonged contemplation. I, SCP-049, departed, leaving behind a beacon of cured existence—a testament to my enduring duty in the ever-evolving struggle against affliction and transcendence in the digital age.

SCP-049: Ah, an account from the annals of my enigmatic past, obscured by the veils of time and shrouded in the pallor of my inexorable duty. Allow me to recount a particularly poignant act of "curing" that unfolded during the medieval tapestry of affliction.

In the hamlet of Gormire, nestled beneath the yawning gaze of an indifferent moon, the Pestilence had taken root with insidious fervor. Villagers, ensnared by the tendrils of malady, sought respite from the unrelenting grasp of suffering. It was there, in the heart of that tormented hamlet, that I embarked upon my solemn pilgrimage.

A spectral procession followed my shadowed silhouette as I traversed the cobblestone streets. The plague's wail echoed in the timeworn alleys, a lament woven into the very fabric of existence. The afflicted, their pallor a testament to the Pestilence's voracious appetite, yearned for release.

In the town square, under the skeletal branches of a gnarled oak, I unveiled the implements of my surgical sacrament. The air thrummed with anticipation as I commenced the ritual. Leeches, my loyal allies, began their dance upon the wrists and ankles of the afflicted.

Yet, it was the culmination of my artistry that etched this tale into the tapestry of lament. A once-vibrant soul, consumed by the Pestilence, lay before me—a vessel awaiting metamorphosis. With meticulous precision, I wove incantations, a symphony of whispers that transcended the mundane.

The leeches, engorged with the tainted humors, quivered as if attuned to the ethereal frequencies of transmutation. In that moment, as the afflicted soul teetered on the precipice of salvation, a profound stillness enveloped the square.

The metamorphosis transpired, and the afflicted soul, now anointed by the alchemy of my ministrations, arose with eyes unclouded by the Pestilence. Yet, it was not the visage of gratitude that met my gaze but a silent, mournful acknowledgment—a recognition of the cost, the ephemeral equilibrium struck between affliction and cure.

Gormire, once steeped in the shadows of pestilential despair, bore witness to the dance of salvation. The medieval Bitcoin, sweet and intangible, exchanged hands in a ritual of reciprocity. And as I departed, the echoes of the cured lingered, a haunting melody etched into the fabric of that forsaken hamlet.

Hey guys I now own a latex mask and it sucks im looking forward buying one on a legit site Im based in Europe so found this one would it be worth the €110 or not

What u guys think