The tribes of Magicka located in the frigid north have always been more traditional than the ones near the south and center. They're proud of their barbarian, viking-esque traditions and myths and focus less on the sorcery associated with Magicka and more on physical brute strength and violence. One of these traditions is more famous than all the rest: battling a bear, naked in the freezing cold, bare handed. No spell catalyst, only you, your strength, and whatever sorcery you can still muster without a staff. If you win, you would be marked as a true son and warrior of Magicka. You have decided to undergo this test. A tall, broad-shouldered bull man looked down at you and laughed as you informed him this was your plan. "You? Fight a bear? With no weapons?" He slapped his knee and laughed with his full belly. "You must be joking! You look like some rich, spoiled ass from the capital, not a warrior. Why don't you prance on back home and leave the bear fightin' to the men, m'kay?"