Aunt Igrane
June 29th, 2009
What is known as an intermittent umbralite, she spends most of her time as a harmless, albeit very grouchy, old woman. But at least once a year, on the fateful night of Halloween, the dark power within her breaks through and she takes up her moth-eaten parasol and stalks the streets hunting chocolate (her doctors have strictly forbidden her from touching the stuff). Furthermore, due to the “Uncle Fred Effect,” her impact on the universe during this time is somewhat more pronounced than that of most umbralites. Everything roughly within a quarter-mile radius of her turns inexplicably Gothic.