The ship spins and whirls through hyperspace, not headed toward any particular coordinates, just executing their planned search-pattern. Mhalir watches the display-screen through Carissa's eyes, swirling patterns rushing by, until - 

"Stop." He holds up a hand for the pilot. "One moment. ...I think maybe we have a positive." 

They've been searching for weeks. Ever since Aroden completed the spell that would search through the space of possible worlds for the thing Nefreti had described, different versions of the same story repeated, and since he perfected the modifications to his jump ship's navigation systems. Hyperspace is vast, and Aroden expected they would need to look for a long time before finding any other worlds that held different tellings of the same story. 

But, according to the computer interface that communicates for Aroden's magic item, this might be one.