Uxzan kept his fur cloak close to his body as the strong winds blew about the freezing snow and he was thankful to Inrik that his people were so adept to the cold northern environment. This was going to an easy quest and he wondered where the message that his god had given him would take him. No matter if the great and power Inrik desired for him be a part of this quest then it was his duty to see it done. His eyes soon spotted the cave and he felt fresh new determination more powerful than before rise up within him. Totem spirit moved along beside and kept his eyes out for any danger in the surrounding area.

Finn then focused his glowing red eyes on the cave and Uxzan picked up his pace as they came closer to the cave. He wondered if there were anyone who would partaking on this quest. His spiritual perception could pick up what looked like spiritual energy coming from the cave and it looked like a match for the description given to him. As he approached the gave his mind thought about the rough training he went through as a child to be a great warrior and the amount of time he spent trying to make himself stronger. Dreams, goals and honor were among some of the core principles of being a proper warrior.  

It would someday be his time to rise up and become a great warrior god like Inrik. With those powers he would never have to worry about being weak and no more of his tribe would have to fear death from their enemies. The memories of the terrible death that befell his tribe still lingered greatly in his head and he would make sure that those who sought justice from unlawfulness would be avenged. With new determination Uxzan approached the cave and entered it. He saw that there were others already there and he remembered the message vaguely mentioning that there would be others on this quest.

"Greetings. I am Uxzan of the Inovik tribe" he said to them formally and giving a polite bow.