The heist was successful, not that they ever weren't at this point. Mundanes couldn't put up much of a fight against her, even if she went out of her way to avoid hurting them too badly, so even raids on cities were practically effortless. Thus, her ship was filled with precious metals and gems below deck where they'd all be safe, and the deck itself was lively with chatter and celebration. Now all that was left was to get out of there and to find a place to sell off all the goods.

Fortune favored her and her crew there as well. It was sunny, not a cloud in the sky, the seas were calm, and there was a strong enough breeze to use the sails on her ship instead of using her power to row. For once, Faith could relax and simply enjoy the trip. Not that she wouldn't be watching for any potential dangers, but by this point there was no one on the horizon and it seemed like she could afford to let her guard down a little. Besides, ships were made of wood, and she would be able to tell when they were nearby. If there was someone waiting to ambush her on a nearby island, she would feel disturbances in the grass or algae depending on if the person was on the land or in the sea. Life itself was her ally, and it would inform her if something was strange.

Faith's ship was an unusual one. One built entirely from her power. It was made entirely from one single tree, molded from her magic. The branches were low, many of them looking more like planks than branches, with leaves and other foliage on the ends. Its roots ran freely through the water, allowing her to easily row the huge ship with nothing but her mind should the situation demand it. In the center was the tree itself, obvious and more tree-like than the rest of the ship, it acted as both a mast and a flag. It's leaves spread out far and side, the heat of this universe making it so the leaves never needed to fall in the winter. The leaves came in numerous colors and bore brightly colored fruit in the spring. Even the rest of the flat deck was covered in plants and other foliage. From a distance her ship, the Paradise, looked more like a small island than a boat. Used correctly and it was useful for both pursuing someone unnoticed and escaping.

They'd been drifting in the wind for a few hours now, more than enough time for her to talk to everyone and get some lunch, when she heard something strange from the grass. Something unusual was in it, crushing it and blocking the sun. Grass being what it was could easily withstand such thing, so it sounded more annoyed than threatened, but that was more than enough to tell Faith that there was someone on a nearby island. She peered off the edge of her ship to confirm it. They were too far away to make out properly, but that bright red hair stood out on the calm sea and the simple foliage of the island. There were no signs of ships, nor signs of other people. Any other disturbance she could feel in the plant life seemed like the kind of thing that would come from the natural wildlife, mostly birds and insects. If he was alone in a place like that with no ship and no comrades then something must have gone wrong. The massive roots of the tree started paddling in the water, almost like the tree was trying to swim, and the ship gradually turned and started heading straight for the small island.

"Hello over there! Good afternoon!" she shouted once she figured she was close enough to be heard.

Rather than wave her arms, the massive tree that made up the mast and flag started to wave instead. Its movements were clearly unnatural given the wind, and the rustle of the leaves left a rumbling in the air loud enough to drown out the sound of the sea. With any luck that would be enough to get his attention. The ship drew closer, and once it got close enough, the roots of the tree emerged from the water, giving her a clear path, almost like a combination of stairs and a ramp, down onto the island itself.

"Excuse me sir!" she projected raising her hand. "Are you stuck?"

He didn't look like he was from around her. Clothing like that was far too hot for this climate and, even though she had spent her life traveling the world, weren't anything she had ever seen. Faith tried to keep her expression more concerned and neutral, but a large part of her was more curious than anything. Everything about him was so strange that it was impossible for her not to be. Fortunately, she could keep her eyes firmly on the other person and let the plants do the rest of the looking around for her.

It was dangerous getting off her ship like this and stopping, but there was no way she could abandon someone that might be on trouble, and judging from the look on this guy's face, he was seriously in trouble.

"I...I see," Faith blinked.

The rather blunt and demanding way he spoke caught her off-guard, and talk of being here for some divine purpose dredged up some bad memories she preferred not to think about. It didn't take her too long to regain her composure, a small chuckle escaping from her lips as her smile returned. Faith gave a deep, mock bow, bending nearly a full 90 degrees at the waist and giving an over exaggerated hand gesture in an attempt to make it clear she wasn't being entirely serious and to keep the mood light.

"I'm happy to help," she stood up straight again. "Where were you trying to go?"

Faith opted not to ask how he managed to get in a place like this. She figured if he wanted to share the story he'd do so. The roots on her ship rearranged themselves again, a few more pulling themselves out of the water, in order to make a path that would be easier to climb. The worst they'd have to do is take a couple of big steps to get onto some of the higher roots. She turned towards the ship and motioned for him to follow, offering him a hand if he needed any help getting up the roots.

"There's no need to worry about my ship. You are familiar with magic, correct?"

He had to be given he was dressed like that. No clothes like that existed in this universe because there was no reason to wear anything so heavy. It was way too hot for that. Her own clothing consisted of a white shirt with straps instead of sleeves. Plain, but finely crafted and tailored to her body, not that she had much of a figure to show off. Her pants were similar, and the only reason she was even wearing pants was to avoid tearing up her legs in some of the more physically demanding activities she did earlier today. A jacket, no heavier than a wind breaker, hung off her shoulders since she was planning on going into the colder regions today.

"I built this with my magic. I can move it as easily as I can move my own body. The weather has been nice, so the trip should be very smooth. You're more than welcome to help yourself to some fruit as well, if you would like. We have plenty." Faith paused, feeling like she was forgetting something important. "Ah! My name is Faith," her last name was unimportant and was probably stripped of her anyway. "It's a pleasure to meet you sir," she bowed her head slightly.

He seemed to be relaxing. Faith could look past the vulgar comments and complete lack of manners for that. It must have been stressful being stuck on a small island with no way off. She wasn't really one to demand politeness from others anyway.

"Somewhere to go...? Um..."

Faith was caught off-guard. He somehow managed to end up in the middle of nowhere without trying to go or without trying to go anywhere specifically? There weren't any portals near here, save for the one on her ship but that really didn't count given her ship wasn't stationary. Now she was even more confused.

"There's not much to see around here, no. I apologize, I assumed you were on your way somewhere else and got stranded here. Is that not the case?"

He didn't really remember why he was here? Or rather, he forgot until she mentioned it directly? How long had he been stuck on that island? Faith was starting to get worried. He didn't look like he was in too bad of shape despite wearing clothes like that in this weather, but it was starting to look like he might not be completely mentally here. She just smiled awkwardly and rubbed the back of her head. At least he kind of seemed to know what he wanted to do? Maybe. That said, it might just be better to get him to a hospital at this rate.

"Yes, I'm familiar with the portals. I actually teach people about this world at the academy. Despite that, I wouldn't actually be a good tour guide unfortunately," she laughed awkwardly.

The government in this area was probably already on high alert, but it wouldn't matter if they went anywhere else. Just seeing her ship and not mistaking it for a small island was normally enough to get people to open fire on her. It was pretty big and noticeable too, so if she tried to dock anywhere she'd definitely be noticed, and she somehow doubted he'd be able to swim in something like that. Even if he could, or even if she made a small boat to try to sneak ashore, his clothes were strange enough that he'd stand out, making her stand out as well. Someone was bound to recognize her.

"I wouldn't call where I'm headed populated, but there is a portal in it. Most of the portal cities are pretty big, so you could easily use that to get to one of the more populated cities quickly. What kind of place are you looking to go do? Or what are you looking to do? See the sights? Learn about some history? Get some good food and see some cultural events? I can at least recommend a good city to visit if you'd like."

While she spoke, she used her power to extend one of the many smaller plants extending off the side of the deck to move a branch with a large melon on it over to her. It was a little smaller than her head and didn't take much effort for her to open up. The fruit looked soft and juicy, enough so that a little bit of liquid spilled out of it as she opened it. Any fruit her power touched ended up both more nutritious and delicious, so it was rare for her to find someone that didn't like them. Faith was a bit worried that he wasn't doing as well as he looked, so it seemed like a good idea to get some food and water in him.

"Are you sure I can't offer you something to eat?" she held out the melon with both hands.