The wandering traveler has a place to belong to. Even though he is a crazy adventurer who regards pirates as a mobile cash machine, the traveler holds his arm and walks through door after door, wandering in a land full of dangers.
I am your anchor, you can rely on me more - the traveler dedicates herself, for her lover, for her god.
May your way be done on earth as in your kingdom.
Concept: Embracing lovers in the wave of steam and machinery