The door creaked in protest to Lea's pull, but could not resist her. The knob pulled free from it, splintered shrapnel falling to the ground, the door swung out and revealed the room beyond. Inside was a bookshelf chok full of knowledge from a time long since passed, a desk with what looked like it could possibly be someone's diary, and an opened chest with an organized assortment of personal effects. Nothing really resembling treasure outright.