Tamra could hear the crunching of peanuts coming from somewhere behind her.  The sound annoyed her, but her countenance remained serene.  For the time being, she was concentrating on the prize held within the tower's walls.  Having heard about the vast riches contained within, even if she had to split the spoils among herself, the ferryman, and her compatriots, she would still have an ample offering to her goddess.

But it was something that the young man said that brought her back from her reverie: [I]"What a weird boat."[/I]  She glanced at the shore and found the boat that he spoke of.  "Someone has beat us here," she mused.  She wasn't expecting this; in fact, she was expecting to be on this treasure hunt be herself.  She really should have known better.