[h3] Guts - School [/h3]

"Huh. Good job." Guts noted, shouldering his gory blade. Raising his meat hand, he scratched an itch on his nose, leaving some red residue over it.

"That should take care of the brunt. The best place to go is..." Guts eye the horizon, seeing a port. He immediately turned his head away, and pointed.
"North. I think we should head north."