My Experience with the Mob talker mod (Heroinebrine edition)

Chapter 14: Undefined...

We had finally made out of the seemingly endless dessert and scrubbed up tar as we past through a dense forest. For the entire ride I felt like we were being watched...

We stopped at a clearing on the side of the road and began pitching camp, for which it was beginning to turn night. Mr. Ram landed onto the gravely floor and transformed from his crow form to his normal old man figure.

"Alright, I guess its time that we start setting up camp." Mr. Ram continued, "Lan, you go get some oak logs for the house and Heroinebrine you will kill some pigs for food and I will watch over the both of you incase any spiders or creepers try to attack you."

"Uuuhh..." I started but was interrupted by Heroinebrine's squeal of joy.

"I love killing piggies!" She stated running into the think of woods searching for the pigs that would never be in a forest like these.

"Come on Lan, get a move on." Mr. Ram enthusiastically ordered.

"You do realize that were not in minecraft and you cant just go around punching trees all willy nilly and find pigs in this forest." I stated which got a eyebrow raise from the skeptical grandpa.

"Please, you just gotta put enough force into it." Mr. Ram stated as he walked towards a large and quite thick tree that high, then readied a fist to send the first blow to the lumber, "Like so!"

~15 minutes later~

We were now by a river, allowing Mr. Ram to soak his bruised and quite reddened hand in the cool water.

"Ok, maybe there is a difference between our trees and yours..." Mr. Ram stated as he shook his hand to remove any excess water moisture.

"Told you." I said with a smirk but then quickly faded after a realization came to me, "I thought Brines were to be super-powerful and could barely feel pain."

"Technically, thats a specific kind of Brine." Mr. Ram continued, "There are different kinds of Brines in the kingdom: Armored Brines- they have the ability to strengthen their skin to be as durable as bedrock, they are also heavy hitters as well as being the slowest but not as hard as Berserk Brines- they are able to strengthen their base attack as many times as they want but by doing so it makes them more insane every time they increase their power, Phantom Brines- they aren't as strong or durable as the Berserk or Armored Brines but they are quite stealthy and are considered as the best assassins of the Brine kind. Those are the main three kinds of Brine but there are also exceptions..." (Author's question: If you can have anyone of these powers which would you choose? Leave it in the comments!)

"Wow..." I stated a bit star-struck that all of this existed in the game I used to consider well... a game, "What are the "exceptions"?"

"Well, the exceptions are the Brines that have a rendered version of the main three." Mr. Ram continued, "There are some who can have the armor and stealth but are completely weak, others have strength and stealth but can get killed by a single arrow from an un-enchanted bow. And there are some who only have one ability from the main three, like they have the strength from Berserk and can keep their sanity but it also implies if that statement was reverted, some our just completely bonkers and just end up killing themselves."

"What kind of Brine are you?" I asked a bit curious.

"Me?" He asked with a chuckle to follow up, "I am "different"."

"How so?" I replied.

"I am a new kind of Brine that was introduced when I was born." Mr. Ram trailed off, "The less you know... the better..."

I was a bit turned off by his last remark but quickly regained my senses and another question popped into my mind.

"What kind of Brine is Heroinebrine?" I asked curiosity and suspense spilling out of me like a volcano.

"Shes 'undefined'..." Mr. Ram stated in a cold tone

"What does 'undefined' mean?" I asked in a timid tone.

"It means that she hasn't become a true Brine as yet." Mr. Ram stated with a sigh following up, "When a Brine hasn't reached their true powers, they are labeled as undefined."

"Is being labeled undefined a bad thing?" I asked a bit worried abut his response which was a deep sigh.

"If it was someone else then no but in Heroinebrine case then yes its a bad thing." Mr. Ram stated and leaving a very awkward silence probably waiting for my response.

"Why is it a bad thing for her?" I asked a bit upset.

"The day you are born to the day your true powers appear as a Brine, you are labeled as undefined, which is between the ages of one being the earliest and four being the latest." Mr. Ram hesitated at the next word, "Do you know how old Heroinebrine is now?"

"I am guessing a bit over..." I was about to finish but hesitated when realization hit me.

"Shes seventeen going for eighteen next month." Mr. Ram stated in a cold tone, which I that moment my heart sank.

"B-but shes been able to use telepathy !" I persuaded

"Thats the most basic power a Brine could learn but she even had difficult mastering it." Mr. Ram replied looking droopily towards the ground.

"So will Heroinebrine ever find her true powers?" I asked distress clearly in my voice.

"Well..." Mr Ram started but never got to finish because the writer is just that kind of person.