It takes him a number of hours of scrying, but he finally locates one, heavily shielded, almost undetectable without careful observation, despite its size; deep in the heart of the fortress they'd invaded, a weak, almost hibernating signal, impossibly well-shielded, by the layers and layers of magically infused adamantine surrounding it, but undoubtedly, a more powerful signal than anything he'd yet encountered, even the marilith.<br/><br/>Despite his efforts, though, he finds no trace of the marilith or her companions; wherever they are, they're hiding well.