KieranSoares
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"Th' lumberjacks aren't like tha'..." Brogan thought aloud, but then something struck him. "Dammit, I know who it is... Las' month a big band o' lads came from England lookin' fer work. Mostly from Carlisle an' Newcastle. Northern English are usually pretty awful t'werefolk. With th'exception o' yer Ma, o' course. I'll bet it's them."