Ingrid the Hun

Although technically not a Hun, Ingrid the Hun displays a swarthy physical aspect not with standing, but rather sitting down.

"I was a real babe as a babe," Ingrid the Hun vouchsafed." My Grampa Chet was reading a great deal of Historical Fiction during my first year. He was particularly drawn to the famous expansionists and their subsequent triumphs. As a result of this he referred to me as his 'L'il Hun' during my dawdling time."

Stroking her familiar black bang, Ingrid the Hun recollects fondly, "I turned swarthy on the threshold of my eleventh summer. Prior to this I was pale. A blonde. One could say of Nordic countenance. When Grampa Chet visited and saw my swarthiness for the first time He said 'See? I told you so!' which of course he hadn't!"

When Ingrid the Hun asked us not to press the point we gathered our kit and left quietly.