I Am Shiva, Destroyer of Motleys

And then there was one...



There is a curse upon me. I leave naught but corpses in my wake. I'm the black widow of motley members, and none among the Lost who associate with me shall live. When changelings are around me, they die, degenerate into complete insanity, fall into magical comas, or end up secretly being True Fae. Yet it seems as though I'll persist forever. Is it luck? Is it Fate? Am I just that good? Who knows...

The tally of dead/comatose/insane/missing/secretly Gentry companions so far:

Professor

Gertrude Weinhardt

Dan Carlin

Miss Wetherbe

Sigmatic Jack

Eric Pendrake

Tetsuo

Samuel the Vampire

Kyle Sylvanosti

Willow Moonbeam

J.W. Barrett

Barry Sihedron

John Stoic (and Dyson)

Michael Steele

Leigh

Gnizzle

Tawen Sparx (pending)