I've not heard of it either; If there are others, let us hope their walls have held... or that the looters have been few in these lonely wastes.

[He runs his hands along the small shrine looking for a place where he can grip and lift it with relative ease, and- after steeling himself for a moment to gather his strength- he hefted the frame off the ground.

A bit heavy to carry entirely by himself, but he could manage in a pinch.]

Then again, I know not how news nor messengers would cross these wastes...