How long has it been? I stopped writing this story because I had no idea how to continue this. Did not help that I accidently deleted the game as well. But I have been playing some more of HM games and came back to this archive. There is a lack of Dirk from ToTT stories and even though it's not the newest game out anymore, (wasn't the newest game when I started this) I still want to finish this. So, bear with me and thank you for waiting all this time!
Chapter 2
It was raining. Again.
She sighed as she stood in front of her open doorway. She knew by the way the clouds looked and how the air felt a couple of nights before that a storm was coming, but she did not know how long it was going to last. She certainly did not expect it to last three days.
In most cases, the rain did not bother her at all. There were some items that only showed up in a downpour and she never hesitated to get soaked and dirty for those ingredients. Heck, she even planned to do more hunting tonight. But she had wanted to dry some herbs today in the dry and windy air that autumn was prone to give. Rain would not give her the results she needed now so all she could do was turn up the temperature and suffer in the heat all for the sake of her herbs drying so she could use them as soon as possible or suffer in impatience to wait for the rain to pass by. Smoke inhalation from the oven was a bad thing so she chose the latter.
She stamped her foot in irritation.
"I got things to do, rain. Can you let up now?"
Dirk was restless.
It had been three days since the downpour started, which meant three days off his route and three days of undelivered mail. His mailbag sat in a lonely corner of the room as he rolled around in bed. On bad weather like this, he wished he had a wagon or something that would protect his precious cargo from the elements like the mail carriers who brought the mail to his house to be distributed to both towns. However, Dirk knew that even the most advanced vehicles weren't going to be completely effective against bad weather on mountains. Everyone would just have to wait until the rain let up.
But waiting around doing nothing didn't sit well with Dirk. He had to do something.
He stretched and sat up in his bed. The morning sun managed to light the house enough where he didn't need to put on any lights. He showered, ate, and decided on going to the town hall. Something was always going on there. He put his hat on and grabbed his umbrella. Luckily, the rain wasn't blowing in all directions so he didn't get too wet on his trip.
There were a few people in the town hall. Most of them were visitors that had gotten stuck here because of the weather. Three of them were playing cards in the corner so he made his way to go watch the game.
"You want to join?" One of them offered after a few turns. She patted the empty chair beside her. "It's better with more people." The mailman nodded and sat down in the offered seat. He knew the game already so he had been able to immerse himself quickly. He had no idea that it was near lunchtime when the group had finally finished the game and started stretching. He bid them goodbye after they announced that they were going up to their room to eat and left the town hall. He started to head towards the tea house to eat when something nearly collided with him.
"Hi, Dirk!" Sage stopped in front of him, panting. Dirk shook his head as he noted that she had nothing to cover herself from the rain and was thoroughly soaked. Again.
"You're crazy." He told his best friend.
"Yeah, I know. You tell me this every time it rains."
Dirk sighed and held his umbrella over the two of them. "What brings you here today?"
"I finally got the ingredients Yun had requested on the message board. I was heading towards the tea house to give them to her."
"You're heading towards another tongue lashing." Dirk warned. He remembered the times Sage came in soaking wet into the tea house, the elderly woman had chided her while rubbing her down with towels. After she had gotten the farmer to stop dripping she would sit her down and push a bowl of hot soup towards her.
Sage giggled. "I know. Something warm does sound nice, though. Were you heading towards the tea house as well?" Dirk nodded.
"Shall we continue our transit, madam?" He bowed playfully to her.
"Yes, we shall." She drawled. The two friends laughed before heading to the tea house.
