Making the Eight...Pies

Making the Eight...Pies: the entire journey together. Faceless Frey now turns his eyes toward the Iron Throne. Stay tuned for his continued adventure. The conquest does not end here. Faceless Frey will take over the world!

Making the Eight...Pies: Last stop, The Stormlands

After sending off the raven to see Sam at the citadel, Faceless Frey finally departs for The Stormlands. He has heard rumors that baby Aegon was never killed after all and has returned to Westeros after a long exile across the Narrow Sea to get his rightful kingdom back. Faceless Frey clearly has other ideas and does not quite believe that this Aegon is the real Aegon. When he meets Aegon in the guise of Young Griff, he offers the blue haired boy a slice of dragon fire pie as a test to see if he is really who he says he is. The results are obvious.

Faceless Frey has done what he set out to do. He has made the eight and now he looks toward his next task, taking the Iron Throne!

Making the Eight...Pies: Off to The Reach!

After returning Areo's axe, Faceless Frey heads off to The Reach. He makes a quick stop in Horn Hill and then goes to Highgarden. He has never been there before but is pleased to find the name so literal. It is a garden that is up high. He was all set to make some Willas pie, but Willas Tyrell had other ideas, leaving him both The Reach and his puppies!

Making the Eight...Pies: To Dorne!

After dropping Rickon and Shaggy off in Winterfell with a Skagosian guard complete with unicorns, Faceless Frey head south to Dorne. He is pleased with the change in weather. He heads off to the water gardens and delivers a blood orange pie to Doran Martell as they watch the children play together. "All it needs is a little meat," he tells him and reaches for Areo Hotah's axe.

Making the Eight...Pies: The North Remembers

Now a King in the eyes of the Ironborn, Faceless Frey journeys north for his toughest challenge yet. He is well aware that the North remembers. Wyman Manderly taught him that lesson well. Though he feels he has well made up for any minor involvement he may have had in the infamous Red Wedding (it really was minor, almost non existent), by baking anyone related to him into a pie, he still feels it best to not press his luck. Instead, he skips Winterfell and those scary scary Boltons and whatever else may or may not be going on up there and goes straight to Skagos. The Skagosians welcome him as they share an interest in "pie making". Faceless Frey beseeches barely there Rickon Stark and his faithful direwolf, Shaggydog to rule the North in his stead. To gain their loyalty, he promises to keep them well stocked with his pies!

Making the Eight...Pies: Calling a Kingsmoot!

After selling out of the delicious Sweetrobin pie in the Eyrie, Faceless Frey decides it's time to call a Kingsmoot on the Iron Islands. Others offer promises of war or jewels or peace, but Faceless Frey offers simply a pie, Crow's Eye Pie. "What is dead can never die," he says, "but it can be baked in a pie!" Cries and shouts of "Faceless Frey King" fill the salty sea air. Faceless Frey has won!

Making the Eight...Pies: On to the Vale!

Growing tired of songs about pie, Faceless Frey moves on to the Vale. After making quick work of both Harry the Heir and Littlefinger (because he's just that good), he sets his sights on little Lord Robert, hoping to add Sweetrobin Pie to the menu at the newly installed Moon Door Pie stand!