Not everything that the tribe need, can be obtained by hunting or plundering, some goals are more abstract. Such needs can be fulfilled by uruki spirits that are called Frumi. Tribe Snaga sometimes needs to perform ritual – Kaushatar in uruki tongue to achieve various goals. Most common are to grant victory in upcoming battle, to foresee the future, plead for bigger plunder in raid or bigger game in hunt. Kaushatar can be used to curse the woes or to protect the tribe, there are as many rituals as there are wishes and no result is certain.

Kaushatar that you are about to witness was conducted as follows. Long before it began the tribe started to make preparations, each decorated in his own way to look as splendid and terrifying as possible. The costumes consisted of leather and cloth masks, jewellery of bone and feathers, headbands, arm bracelets. On exposed parts of their bodies magical symbols and glyphs were painted with charcoal and colourful clays. Meanwhile the venom-brewer Bagathrular and shaman Dushatar are preparing the magical potion in copper pot, later during the ritual, the potion is heated on fire and sometimes it’s set on fire too, because it’s made from strong brandy, and when poured into the fire as an offering to Frumi it burns violently with blue flames. Before the dawn everything is ready, uruki collect their drums, rattles, and other instuments and by the light of single torch the wander to the site of the ritual.

The centre of the ritual is great pile of wood for bonfire and around which circle of fur is spread out for sitting. Outer circle is made of various totems depicting Frumi. After the bonfire is started and uruki are seated, the pot with magical potion is heated and first slow rhythms of instruments start to sound. Sometimes the music fades as the pot goes from hand to hand and more they drink, the more wilder the music gets and more often various incomprehensible throat incantations can be heard. Gradually everyone gets carried away by the rhythm, fall into the trance, their movements gets faster and faster and start to swirl in wild dance. Uruki seem to merge with the flames burning so violently as if it even didn’t need the wood. Dancing bodies swirl frantically taking frightening and horrific forms until the reality of the unfolding scene can be hardly believed.  Their own wild spirits seems to grow into unnatural sizes much larger their physical bodies. The roar, the music and the dance suddenly changes rhythm culminating into the cacophony just before everything stops in burst of blue flames and drown in silent glowing of the fire. After the fire loses its power and flames fade uruki bodies are lying on the ground with their spirits caught in realm of dreams. After a good while when the fire extinguishers completely they rise heavily and slowly return to camp, muttering:

Guri ti ash bajrak. Guri ti Snaga.

Ubo udalgatat ashti. Ubo gimbatat ogh. Ubo gimbatat mokh.

Ubo gimbatat bajrak, lati ur globi tul.