A magical tower owned by Theomon. He seems to be capable of moving it where ever he pleases. The inside is considerably more opulent than the outside, with almost gaudy decor. A very tear in the fabric of reality hides the path to Theomon’s workshop guarded by a dangerous construct and containing a curious blue glowing sphere. Past the workshop is Theomon’s personal study where the party first came to speak with the dwarven mage. He is capable of changing and producing rooms with little effort as the party sleeps in a room that he conjures with a mere clap.