Wren shrugged, "I don't think that they care what private citizens do as long as we don't break the law... but we have a familiar with a detect undead searching out likely  homes... the risk is the same as if we had tried to teleport half of the group into the laire, you may get inside and find yourself someone... or things... lunch." She tried to consider everything that she had seen in the mirror to narrow things further. "It would of helped if we had gotten some description of the exterior of the building... but apparently the fluffball(s) couldn't turn around and look at it as she came back." She considered further before speaking again, "I don't suppose that Adrian could sense where his friend had been if he walked down the street... I or Sim should of gone and either of us could of identified the place in a few seconds... We're both trained observers."