We place the new chief in a massive stone urn and pour the ashes in on top of him.
These are special, sacred ashes - the ashes of all chiefs, generations upon generations of tribal leaders that have come before.
This ceremony is supposed to pass along the wisdom of the ages, infusing our new leader with the strength and experience to guide us, but most times it just suffocates the dumb son of a bitch.
"Breathe in the knowledge!" commands the High Priest.
And the ceremony for New High Priests? They just paint their faces green and chant.
Go figure.