The object, a dull silverish cylinder that might be of metal, or of some stranger material, falls to the ground, and Tarinn lets out a little sigh. She stands. "He has a lockbox in the chamber, behind a tapestry. There might be something valuable to the right buyer in among his papers, but I can't say for certain. I can't say for certain if the shrine or lockbox is trapped, but the room isn't."