A chance at compromise

It's been a few days since Lowri and I have spoke. I've never been accustomed to the cold shoulder, and to receive such a response from the person I trusted above all others twas an experience I struggled to endure. I have to find a way to show her the falsehoods of the Crystarium. The nation that was recorded to have appeared to magicks invoked by their leader the Crystal Exarch, taking our sacred grounds for their own, cannot be a way to resist the threat of the Flood. The blatant disrespect for elven blood split to defend the Source cannot be ignored. I do not trust the Exarch and his people to defend our land. But I can understand why it's so easy to be persuaded by their protection. The uncertainty that grips every heart because of the Light has pushed many to the brink, their stares alone, bereft of comfort, breaks every heart. To me, that alone compels my commitment to Nightshade, a desire to take back what is rightfully ours and shield our people from the Flood. Surely there's some way I can speak to my friend and allow her to understand that elf mettle is the only way to protect elf land. Laxan was always ours and the Crystarium had no right to seize it.
 
Perhaps if I can bring her attention to the lie of the Crystarium Guard, she might see sense. If I can show her the falsehoods of their caged lives she will understand why I made the pact. I do this for our people. If the false shield Lowri hopes so much for breaks, she will see how our legacy demands our greatest effort and attention.