Seth was clutching his own sketch pad under his arm and slung on his shoulder was a leather satchel containing all his artist's supplies. Usually his oil paints, small portable canvases, pastels, pencils and whatever else he happened to be carrying at the time. He wasn't really looking where he was going as such since he had exploration on his mind and he often got caught up on that. The Wilds were a familiar haunt for Seth.
"I didn't see you there. Please forgive me."
The polite Victorian offered the younger man a polite nod and a tip of his hat. If anyone would view him they would see that he was a man out of time. From a bygone age.
[This is Balthazar's vessel, Seth. Who's info can be found here.
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Seth was clutching his own sketch pad under his arm and slung on his shoulder was a leather satchel containing all his artist's supplies. Usually his oil paints, small portable canvases, pastels, pencils and whatever else he happened to be carrying at the time. He wasn't really looking where he was going as such since he had exploration on his mind and he often got caught up on that. The Wilds were a familiar haunt for Seth.
"I didn't see you there. Please forgive me."
The polite Victorian offered the younger man a polite nod and a tip of his hat. If anyone would view him they would see that he was a man out of time. From a bygone age.
[This is Balthazar's vessel, Seth. Who's info can be found here.