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Helovia Info
Helovia opened in February 2012! We are an active fantasy equine RPG
Where once the world narrowed into naught but gray dust and desolation, the gods called for life. Wielding the elements of fire and light, dark and wind, earth and water, spark and time, they have created Helovia. The realm is set within the mythical globe of Loorien, a planet rich with all variety of creatures and blessed with all manner of magic. Originally populated by nomadic, tribal characters, they've since grown into massive empires saturated with culture and history. Separated into four distinct segments of Helovia, called "The Regions," each band of horse strong enough and capable enough, took up the power and responsibility of leadership. Unicorns, old, wise and mysterious, took to the north, hidden in forests of mists and shadows and rarely making themselves known beyond their cliffs of the World's Edge. Equines, vast, organized and militaristic, split into two, one group went north to the Windtossed Foothills and the other group went south to the Dragon's Throat. Pegasus remained nomadic, making their homes in various parts of The Wilds in a migratory manner. For many generations, the land was peaceful and calm, but peace was never the way of the gods. With a clash of argument, war and bloodshed massacred Helovia, and in the aftermath, the realm was eerily quiet. Now, as newcomers sweep into this land, they are met with the lingering bitterness of the gods and the struggle to reclaim what was lost. Nothing remains safe or certain while sorcerers and soldiers alike brood and bide their time for revenge, honor and glory.
Site Wide Plots
Kaos :: The Beginning of the End ☼ - 6/2017 - Kaos placed Helovia in a time-bubble for a short period of time, but the Helovian gods are fighting back. But Kaos is powerful- far more powerful than anyone thought. This may be the beginning of the end of Helovia as we know it.
Kisamoa :: A New Kind of Kaos ☼ - 3/2017 - Kisamoa asks Helovians to help him restore the Spectral Marsh. Which side will you choose?
Invasions :: All Out War ☼ - 5/2/16 - New layout and the brand new invasion rules are up! Thank you for your patience and we look forward to getting started with this new adventure.
The Rift :: Gods Do Die ☼ - 8/2015 - Helovia Gods are saving the Rift from corrupt gods! Can Helovians band together against these foreign deities?
The Literal Ship ☼ - 2/8/15 - Oh no! You have to pair up for Valentine's day!
Sky Island :: Murder ☼ - 10/25/14 - Vesta has been found dead on the island, and the gods have called to you to solve the murder!
Sky Island :: Peace ☼ - 7/7/14 - An island has appeared in the sky! Clouds carry Helovians from the Veins to the sky.
Restoration :: We Welcome the Dawn ☼ - 9/21/13 - The sun has finally risen on this day, giving the land new light, but the Time God and the Sun God have yet to be seen.
Endless Night :: Broken Magic Plot ☼ - 8/30/13 - The earth god has returned and is walking across Helovia to heal the land. Every area can now be considered lush and prosperous, but the sun has still not risen.
☼ - 7/19/13 - The moon has risen in the sky, heralding the return of the Goddess of the moon. Lamp trees which light the paths have grown brighter, moon flowers which grow in dark places have begun to grow and prosper and the world is brighter, filled with a new hope.
Endless Night :: Dead Magic Plot ☼ - 6/22/13 - The gods of Helovia, in order to protect the world, have disappeared into the rift, leaving the world sunless, moonless and magic-less in their absence. Only the herdlands have a source of light, but lamp-trees with glowing leaves and branches sporadically line the popular roads and paths from place to place.
Doppleganger Plot ☼ - 6/20/13 - The God of Time is still struggling to close the rift though which the dopplegangers have come. He has requested that his brothers and sister assist in closing this hole, but without knowing why it opened, the task is proving difficult. Magic still remains faulty and hard to control, but the herdlands continue to be places of refuge for those who are fortunate enough to call these lands home.
ORANGEMOON cools off the lands with a a viscious force. Colder than normal, a sign of things to come during Frostfall, Helovia is bathed in a rich tropical lushness - albiet a cold one. The coastlines of the Dragon's Throat are pelted constantly by tidal waves, and the desert climate is humid but chilly. Ice begins to form early in the Aurora Basin leaving the winding trails slick and dangerous. The mists of the World's Edge coat everything in a glistening crystalline shine which encourages mould to grow everywhere. The Spectral Marsh is the only area which remains fertile, blissfully temperature and lush.
Cotm
Character of the Month for
June, 2017
WEAVER, Corporal of the Aurora Basin, is a relatively recent addition to Helovia and has taken it by storm. Branded with the seal of Death on her chest, intrigue and interest follow both her past and present. Though she is assuredly beautiful, her sometimes sharp personality reveals that there is more to this uni-peg hybrid than meets the eye. Proving herself able on the battlefield in the Basin’s warrior ranks, we can’t wait to see her test her mettle against the looming Kaos happenings! Congratulations!
Helovia RPG was created by Tamme and Blu and coded by Tamme also known as Schwartze. All coding, palettes and imagery are copyrighted to the website and are not for use outside of Helovia. Thank you to our ServerMaster for hosting Helovia. A special thanks goes to Neo for all of her coding help and fixing Tamme's errors, Boom, for her loyal service and creation of the Time God, and to Ali for her consistent contributions and dedication.
The Thief had expected her time away would soothe some of her discomfort in her mind – but yet again, the golden was wrong. She had managed to stumble across Kiuaji, probably the last person she had wanted to meet. Trying to disappear to keep her mind away from the Elephant King only proved to make her think of him more. So Rexanna decided that perhaps staying in the Basin would be a better choice. She could keep her mind on her son, keep her mind trapped within the icy confines of the North. It did little to work seeing that Rein had spent a lot of time with Johnny and Eldala. From what Rexanna could guess, she assumed that he enjoyed the Candy Man and the apprentice’s company.
But there wasn’t anything to keep her company. Ashamin seemed to always be busy, the leads were sparse and hard to come by. The last thing she wanted to do with sit and chat with Deimos. What would they even talk about? The thought sent a shiver down the mare’s spine as she turned her attention to the hot springs where she had met the old grumpy stallion not long ego. She approached the brink of the springs, lowering her head down into the bubbling surface – seeing a broken reflection of a slowly breaking mare. She didn’t feel like the head of a sector. She didn’t feel like a mare hardly at all. She had been so busy worrying about absolutely everything, that the wear had managed to show on her exotic lined face.
With a slight heave from the ever so chilly wind, she watched the snow fall into the springs and vanish immediately. The warmth something that she wanted deep within her soul, but knowing that the springs wouldn’t be able to reach quite that far. The Thief had chosen to give it a shot, however. Stepping her ashen pointed golden legs into the springs. The warmth of the water coming as a surprise each and every time she reached it. A small gasp escaping her as she pushed herself further into the heated water, her golden coat turning a bronze within the liquid. Curious to see how long she could withstand the water before turning into a prune.
02-12-2016, 01:05 PM (This post was last modified: 02-12-2016, 01:06 PM by Carnassial.)
Carnassial For he is a man as cold as winter ice
He arose from his slumber with slow grace, laying upon the ground for a breadth of time before slowly stretching out each limb. With the cool air of the cave, he had to fear the aches of wintertime even when the cave was so much warmer than the world outside. Fortunately none of the distant pain plagued him, so he rose without trouble, shaking his bedding from his coat before plucking the most determined pieces away.
Emerging from his cave, Carnassial almost gave into the urge to return to the warmth of the tunnel when faced with the rather bitter wind. However, he remained still, refusing to bend to the whims of weather as his gaze raked over the valley. They came to rest on a figure as she neared the hotsprings, her head never once turning to him. He was not surprised that he did not warrant attention, in truth he was more surprised when she stepped into the hot water. Foolish mare.
He had half a mind to return to his cave and leave her to her folly, however almost without his will his hooves carried him down the slope towards the hotsprings, halting at the edge. It was conflicting, feeling the hot air against his face and neck, the cold against his back and rump, but he nudged such sensations away, focusing on the mare in the water. His devil-curled ears pricked towards her, and the hints of a smirk wrinkled his features. "How do you plan to not freeze when you leave? I am most curious to hear your secret." He tilted his head, golden eyes regarding her in amusement.
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Image Credits || original coding by Tamme; tweaked by Shady
Serenity began to find Rexanna as she enjoyed the warmth. The steam blasting onto her face with an almost too humid air. She sunk herself a bit further until a voice caught her attention. Her gaze shifted to the deep voice of the intruder of her peace. However, when her blues laid eyes on him she knew she recognized him. After pondering a few moments, she remembered her first encounter with the stallion. Right when he had arrived into the Basin. Brand new and ready to learn.
The Thief smiled back to him, her features refraining from returning the playful smirk he had but instead followed through with a shrug. “Well, you make sure your cave is just over the ridge from the springs.” She let a small giggle escape her with her ‘matter of fact’ answer. Though as her eyes swept across his ivories, oranges, and ebonies, she couldn’t help but to reminisce in the thoughts she had of the gorgeous stallion upon his arrival. So much had changed since then, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t find others attractive. She knew that she couldn’t stop thinking of Tembovu; but that didn’t mean she couldn’t flirt while he was off doing his so called “kingly duties” as Kiuaji was so kind to put it.
She adjusted herself in the springs, leaning toward the edge where the stallion stood. Ripples danced across the water with her every move. “Though you could also join me and find out for yourself?” She questioned him, blue eyes looking up to catch his golden ones. The Basin was large, and part of her wondered where the stallion had been for so long. The entire time where she had Rein, slept with Ashamin, the Rift Wars. Did he know of her son? What would he think to know that a new mother was trying her best to flirt with at least someone?