Aredis just stood back as the fury of Hell seemed to be unleashed. He took great note of the fact that he would never attempt to part the woman from her axe. Something told him she would relieve him of his arm if he had. Normally he was quite adequate at conflict resolution, yet there was no simple calming that would work on these three individuals. However, he had one last alternative idea. Having taken a few steps back to get an overview of the unfolding catastrophe, he quelled his inner turmoil for a moment and gripped the amulet at his chest. Paying the chilled metal little mind, he tracked the faces of the cut stone set within it and began to speak from memory. He would slowly crouch and press the palm of his free right hand to the dry, cracked earth that dusted his bare feet. They chances were poor yet what else could he do? Perhaps...the power was not granted entirely from the Heavenly Accord, and they were merely empowered through their worship. It first began as a silent movement of his lips until it gradually grew to a whisper, then increased so that as he finished it was a defiant shout.


[h3][i][color=1a7b30]"I call upon the will of this broken and suffering Earth. Come to my call in your time of need. You shall not be free of your pain while the meek squabble and bicker. This one has tended to your health and the problems which have ailed you for a lifetime. Taking only the barest I had need of. Now I ask you to bring an end to the quarrel before me and give us guidance!"[/color][/i][/h3]


As Aredis finished, his voice only quivered a small amount, yet he stood almost fully erect with a bit more confidence than he had previously. Small roots and flowers seemed to break through the earth about Aredis' feet and snake between his toes and around his shins. The earth beneath the rest of the party would begin to rumble very slightly and small cracks would run through it as the soil and dirt seemed to gain darker, richer color. As if life was being breathed into it.