Proklyaeye

This'll work for any humanoid, civilized races. It also works better with younger PC's. You are near your hometown, a diverse little settlement, never growing in populace more than several hundred, but going back many, many generations, back to elves originally driven out by humans, in a field. You are enjoying yourselves, just being there, living. You are apprentices in your respective fields. Suddenly, you feel the ground below you give, and you are falling [PC's roll a reflex save against DC-15, losers role 1d8 damage, 3 and below are crippled in one leg, and move at ½ speed,  1s are crippled in both legs, and have a speed of 1, un

                                                             I'm a dead man.                        I killed and have been killed,  They lured me in with promises of plasmids and money.My greed led me to agree and to become a tester.This cost me my life.  They took me through their facilities, to a sterilized room, where I was strapped to a table. They started telling me it was for safety, but I was starting to wonder who's safety it was for. The nurse pulled out an audio diary, to keep a record of results.  "Enrage plasmid test for Fontaine Industries," said Suchong, a rat in many ways, and he he lifted the plasmid, the metal of its