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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maester Luwin" data-source="post: 3217858" data-attributes="member: 23259">Hey everyone! Here is session 2 part 5. Here enters Septon Heward a Godsworn who may be more than he appears.Septon Heward prayed to the Mother for mercy & the Crone for wisdom as he headed to the suite that Lord Willam had given over to the King’s Hand, Lord Nestor Butterwell. He was tired from his long trip from distant Karhold yet there was work to do. He was to receive a package from the High Septon himself. This told him it was much too important or private to trust to a raven. Lord Buterwell was to deliver this package. Septon Heward knew the man when he served the High Septon in King’s Landing. Those memories did not reassure him now. Lord Butterwell was known as something of a bumbling dandy. However, his latest correspondence with the High Septon hinted at something more dire.The High Septon had charged Septon Heward with not only retrieving the package, which contained codes used for correspondence, but to judge the Hand of the King himself! There were rumors in King Daeron’s court that Lord Butterwell had a foot in both the King & the pretender’s camp. He would not be the first noble that wished to hedge his bets in the upcoming civil war nor would he likely be the last. May the Father allow him to judge the man with fairness!As Septon Heward arrived at the Hand’s chambers he was met by Lord Butterwell’s man, Orrin, better known as “ClubFoot”. The man had a misshappened left foot, which made him drag it when he walked. Also Orrin’s right shoulder rode higher than the left & his head was held downward tilted to the left. Through stringy gray hair his dark brown eyes met the Septon’s. With an exaggerated bow Clubfoot stated “The Lord Hand awaits you Septon.”Septon Heward nodded & said “thank you & may the Mother bless & keep you Orrin, man of the faith!” Clubfoot led the way inside with the slow shuffling gait he was so noted for. Septon Heward found the King’s hand having brunch with what appeared to be roasted fowl, mayhap a duck, in a honey butter sauce. Around a mouth full of food Lord Butterwell said” Oh do come in Septon ole friend… please sit & join me!” He wiped his stubby fingers on a silken napkin pointing to a comfortable chair across from himStepton Heward bowed & said “Thank you Milord but I have already broken my fast but pray continue. I am sorry to interrupt you at all but the High Septon bid me meet you at first opportunity.”Thanks Maester Luwin</blockquote>

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