A universally feared opera singer and distant great aunt in the family, she could shatter your eardrums from a mile away. She turned every word emanating from her cavernous mouth into a malicious melody, all while wearing her horrifically handmade Valkyrie costume. When this fat lady sang, the show was certainly over for you. It was written that the souls of those lost to her venomous voice joined the ensemble of tortured notes around the edge of her costume shield and served as her backup chorus. With her leading their off key harmony at full volume, there wasn’t a single window in Perilous Downs that hadn’t been obliterated and replaced many times over.