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Totems obey a different law. A totem is not truly alive and therefore cannot be filled with fury as a summoned beast can. Instead, gathered spirits circle it, beating against the mortal world like unseen drums. With enough spirits, additional totems may answer the ritual, while their pulses of magic come more rapidly. To stand among the totems of a Witch Doctor surrounded by restless spirits is to hear a rhythm that has no earthly musician.

The same principle shapes the Witch Doctor's healing rites. Within the Ritual Circle, spirits may surrender themselves willingly, pouring what remains of their essence into the living. One spirit can transform an ordinary restoration into something remarkable; several can turn the circle into an eruption of ancestral vitality. The greatest Witch Doctors therefore enter desperate battles carrying not merely mana and magic, but the accumulated strength of those who came before them.

Even lightning behaves strangely around such practitioners. The Witch Doctor's Lightning Spear strikes a single victim, but a spirit released into the spell can seize the departing bolt and hurl it onward. From enemy to enemy the storm leaps, each spirit driving the lightning farther through the battlefield before finally relinquishing its grasp.

There are Witch Doctors who become so accustomed to this exchange that the spirits themselves seem reluctant to leave. Masters of Spirit Overflow have been known to sacrifice a spirit to empower a ritual only to feel another presence immediately take its place, as though something beyond the veil witnessed the offering and whispered: Not yet. I will stay.

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This is the lesson at the heart of the Witch Doctor's path. A warrior carries weapons. A wizard carries knowledge. A Witch Doctor carries debts. Every spirit that answers has a reason. Every summoned creature exists because something unseen agreed to hold it together. Every impossible healing, every furious servant, every racing incantation and every bolt of lightning that refuses to die is another bargain made across the boundary between worlds.

The foolish Witch Doctor believes the spirits serve them. The wise Witch Doctor understands that the spirits are watching. And somewhere beyond the veil, when the drums grow quiet and the last Spirit Charge fades, something is always waiting to answer the next call.

—From the collected records preserved within the Library of Norrath

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