A pair of guards met them just outside the door, falling into step as they descended the Tower of Despair.  They didn't have far to go; within one of the basement levels of the Tower waited a collection of Ironforge's best mages.  Most had been members of his first class in this world, those he had entrusted with his arts, though not all had continued the practice.  Each further addition had been a pony that had drawn his attention and gained a measure of his trust.