Dionysis hunkered down, using his skills to blend in to his environment. He settles and sits still. Dion remembers the words... Kelmo always advised against be 'twitchy'. "Pick a spot and stay" Kelmo always advised. Dionysis quietly chuckles... "like his old ass would be out here." Using arcane and ancient magic, Dionysis shifts into a swift form. The wolf. He eyes the target... a keep. Cheapsuit lived there once... No telling what is inside. Perhaps nothing. Just like his cold dead heart. Like clockwork a gate appears. Diablo steps out. Dion remembers... "Most that have spotted a house destined to fall are idiots." "All of them?" Dion asks. "No" Kelmo responds. "Some are just seeking to recover past treasures". "Those you should leave be." Dionysis snaps out of memories... A gate appears. Diablo again... Different name, still the same. Dion chuckles quietly, "twitchy". The keep falls... no sound. It is just gone. It is the way of things. Dion remembers. "Never rush in Dionysis", Kelmo advises. "See what is happening" Dion looks over what is left and smiles... The keep fell, yet there is little left. Dion pokes though what is there... Takes an item or two and sees the gate. "all your's Diablo" Dionysis has other places to be.