Brave Frontier Vargas Novels & Stories

A low growl rolled from his belly. Rhychard turned, sword raised, and watched as Vargas stepped around a giant oak. He clapped his grayish hand-like claws as he bowed slightly. His blue-gray hair hung about his neck and shoulders like a waterfall. "It was a nice attempt, Rhychard. I always learn so much from watching you." Vargas's voice was like silk, soft and gentle. "You helped me see Adrian's weakness. You are like one of those security consultants." "My pleasure," Rhychard said, the point of the sword aimed at Vargas's chest, which just so happened to be even with the Warrior's nose. "As your consultant, allow me to advise you to go to Hell."

After I acquired the power of Vuitton, it took me centuries to find Varga who apparently is the last Galvan in existence. According to what the vampyres and witches refer to as ‘The Chronicles’, Galvans became the most rare creatures to ever walk the surface of this earth before finally dying off leaving Varga as the last. They were gifted with different abilities and took the shape and form of different beasts and were so unique compared to all other supernatural creatures. Varga took the shape and form of what humans on earth know to be a sabre-toothed tiger.

He stamped his hand against the pillar and it shook, letting lose plaster and dust particles from the ceiling. "Is that right?" Tanky spoke, getting up from the bench and facing Bravo. Tanky was a warrior from the neighboring town of Bram. "And who are we going to war with, brother, these human-things none of us can even see? In case you did not know, Keratin barely escaped with his life, the same goes for you as well, chief. . ." He jerked his head to Janga who had been silent the whole time as they ranted. "The same goes for you, brother." He said, acknowledging Galieel who sat staring balefully at him. "And let's not also forget you were there as well, Verag."

“And give her what she needs to feed herself and children.” “You do realize that the merchant is going to tell everyone that a high-ranked wolf bought half his stock, right?” Marcel asked as the two of us walked out. “let him do that.” I said calmly. “I want the food that is within the Petrova territory to reach the people who need them. I don’t care what it would take, pretend that they’re not coming from out grounds, but these people are going to be dying for choices that could have been made for them… and their children shouldn’t suffer because of it.”