"STOP!" shouts Sielwoodan, grabbing Dunstand by the shoulder and pulling it back from the sarcophagus. "Fool! You want to play against a god and you don't even take a minute to think. You have your warning straight in your face. You want us all dead? Talos is master of the destructive elements. Among them is the ligthning who light the darkest storm. I wouldn't be surprise to see him warding his follower with such enchantments. It would not only kill you, but all who stands in this murky water who fill the room, as electricty can travel in water as eels."
Sielwoodan starts to scan the room for dry point to stand. "We should leave the dead to there sleep, but if you really want to play against Talos, let prepare yourself. I'll give you a gift of nature that will ward you against ligthnings, and we will climb on dry ground. It is not a mear lock to play with, be aware of the risks you take, Dunstand."