Pulling out her stele, she flipped open her other arm and exposed her wrist, the scar from the last time she used the stele now visible on the inside. Redrawing the rune, she pressed her lips together as the blink lines burned into her skin, the tracking symbol now looking like a brand new tattoo.
Once it was complete, she placed the strand of hair in her palm and closed her fingers around it. Breathing in, she closed her eyes and concentrated. For a moment she saw the room around her. Then the vision changed, moving out the door, down the stairs, and out of the house.
She paid close attention to as much as she could, until the view finally settled on a man sipping some kind of amber liquid at a bar. Eyes popping open, she looked around the room for something to write with. She managed to find a pen, and then used the back of some receipt left on the desk to write down address she had seen.
"He's in here." she stated, turning to hand over the paper. "It's a bar, live music. It looks like he's just settling in." at least she thought so, he didn't appear to be drunk yet, his clothes were still in order.