Mollkins are Iraqi's who have gone three generations with radiation poisoning as the results of DU weapons. Now they are humanoid slaves, blackened with sticky oil and working the radioactive fields that would kill anyone else. Once a people, now a product, I give you the Mollkins. They can be bought and are sometimes bought enmass for conservitive hunting partys back home. Kids in grade school are taught to dispise the Mollkin race. "Your mama kissed a Mollkin! Your mama kissed a Mollkin!", Many a child's youth has been seared by this cruil spirited taunt.
Go with you know, a mollkin, glow with radiotion head toes and its slow in beaf steak and. The range of strange where the darkest of human stain. Lets go with a mollkin. Lets mutate.