Urik considered the Heralds words before saying anything.
“You were at Kasanth? Yeah, that was about as bad as it gets.” He said with a respectful nod. “You made it through that mess nobody has cause to question if you can handle yourself in a fight. And you’ve given us all a lot to think about.” He looked around including everyone in what he said next.
“But I will say this. Keeps in my mind that several of his gogs were immutable and the others were devoured. Maybe Oliver acted rashly. Maybe he let emotion cloud his judgement. If I had just seen almost my entire command eaten, mostly alive, and given final death. I can’t say I wouldn’t make the same call. But that isn’t for this hearing that is between Oliver and his commanding officer. We’re here to decide what to do with Gorkoag and the elder we know sent him.”
Speaking only to the Herald he continued. “If you want to stay around and help draft up conventions of war for the DC and UTR, I would welcome you. But that isn’t an issue for this hearing.”