A short ways down from where the water first constricts and grows dangerous, the river forks once more. The angry rapids from this fork end at a hulking shape easily recognizable as a beaver dam... but something about it seems strange. It's huge. On the other side of the dam where the water flows at a stately pace, if you're a clever enough hunter, you might be able to follow one of the beavers inside. You'll be awed by the sheer size of the interior space, completely at odds with the outside of the dam. This family of beavers seem to have sticky fingers - piles and piles of treasure await from all across Boreas, some of it waterlogged and useless. Out of the corner of your eye, a fat beaver scampers out through the exit. Hey, wait! Was he wearing a red hat? Nah, that's not possible. (Open to Expert+ Hunters) No evidence of activity found.