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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 days are getting colder, and I feel that Frostfall is not far away now. My coat has grown out long, and I am prepared for the cold. I'm not foolish enough to think that the cold will not dig deep and find my bones, so I've kept in mind that Illynx mentioned the hot springs, in which I can perhaps keep myself warm. But that's not where I am now. Near the caves in which we sleep, the cave in which I sleep. But I'm not in it, instead, I sit in the warm sun on this chilly day, letting it heat my coat and the rest of my body. I wonder what it is like to be a normal, uninteresting equine, which a rather thin and coarse pelt, instead of the thick and luxurious one that I have. How do they even stay warm? It baffles me, but I suppose that's either something I'll come to learn with time, or otherwise never understand.
As I sit in the sun, I find myself remembering Zima, missing her. The months that we've spent together, learning together, learning ourselves and each other. Snuggling in our cave, hiding from the world. The world has not treated us well, why should we have any faith in others? But we've gotten strong together. My heart aches thinking of her... I want to go back to her, to be with her again. Or better, to bring her back with me to the Basin. Finding a place among others is good for us.. it offers protection that we can't find all on our own. I sigh sadly. Her warm canine body next to mine.. I wish, so dearly, that she was here. But I have more exploring to do here in Helovia, to make sure that this is the right place for us. When the time is right.. I will go get her.
Until then, this is a solo ride.
WC: 324 Tag: @[Beowulf] Ugh, I'm sorry this is crap.
09-29-2014, 05:47 AM (This post was last modified: 09-29-2014, 05:48 AM by Beowulf.)
Winter was coming. He could feel the chill in the air, smell the ice and snow that was to come.
He smiled his head raised to the sky and eyes closed, he was content. His favorite thing in life was returning and that pleased the Beast. His coat was even beginning to look more thick; if at all that was even possible, but it was and he was looking more and more like a fluffy bear than the unicorn title he wore.
Mykah was no longer staying so close to his side, she was off out in the boarders of the Basin, exploring. She was however close enough still for them to share some thoughts. Though hers just seemed to be food, sleep,food,sleep, sleep, sleep. He shook his head with a chuckle, not like she could see him, but it amused the guy how she could only think about two things and all he ever though about was Snow.
For once the guy was home, prowling around the safe heaven that everyone had left for the party. Now he would have gone, but since it was moved to warmer climates, he was not interested at all. And he had moved logs with his Queen and her son, all for nothing and now he had to store them away. Great.
First though, he was heading for a bath. Strange you think, but his winter coat coming through was making his skin itchy, where the old hair was falling away allowing room for the much thicker coat to arrive. A nice bathe would help quicken up this process he thought. Having known that from his last home. Each change of season they would all gather around the tar pools and hot springs, taking turns to bathe.
Flared nostrils picked up on a strange scent, something he had never come across before. Danger. He thought almost instantaneously, but the Beast never faltered in his step, he carried his was forwards with an almost confidence.
Mykah had felt his sense of danger, poking her head up out of small shrubbery, barely left with but a leaf. A sign that autumn was coming to an end. She bounded her way through the snow, her lush coat the perfect thickness to keep her warm in harsh winters. Sharp senses picked up on the newly found scent, something she had not come across either. The maturing lynx made her way towards the smells, with caution. She may have been a wild cat, but she was defiantly not of the largest, Being easy pray for mountain lions or snow leopards, whether they ate her or not.
Crouching low in the deep snow she was almost invisible to the weaker sighted, the orange and black striped creature up ahead was potentially the trail shed picked up on. Now making her way slowly, carefully in her direction. Her eyes flicked right, seeing her bonded heading the same way, just not as close as herself.
Popping up out of the snow just a few strides short of this new creature she hiss and bared her fangs towards them in a slightly hostile manor. A warning and slightly out of fear. The being was oh so much bigger than Mykah and could easily do some serious damage to her. Best keep your distance.
The Beast wasn't to far behind and after a few moments past by he arrived at Mykahs side, whom now hid behind him for protection and he slightly shy behavior. "Who may you be?" he asked, his words came slow and voice deep, carried over the wind, echoing between the mountain peaks and tree's. You could even say he was slightly daunting in the way he towered over this orange thing.
”Speech Speech.”
@[Saffron]
Love tames the benumbed beast.
*Please tag me in all posts. *Permission granted to cause bodily harm, use magic ect upon me. With the exception of death
What comes along is not just a little foal like Rikyn or a sassy stallion like Thranduil. Instead, a very different pair approach. Out of the snow pops a smaller feline. She hisses at me, ears pinned against her furry skull. Behind her, a much larger, furry beast approaches. I can't tell at first what it is.. but after studying for a moment, I decide it must be one of those unicorn things. I jump up from the snowy ground and hiss back at the lynx as she jumps back behind the monstrous beast's legs. I quit hissing as he stops in front of me, but watch with wary eyes. If he's here in any friendly capacity, why have such a grumpy greeting? Does this beast and his... beast... know anything about proper manners and respect?
I want to sit, to relax as I was before. But this slightly blue-ish man is gigantic, and has very sharp points sticking from his skull. I'm not foolish enough to let my guard down. He asks who I am. Who are YOU, good Sir who brazenly interrupts my day? I puff my already thick-coated chest out and let my ears spin back, but don't pin them to my head. I'm not angry or afraid, just a little irritated as his approach. Rude. But I will stay respectful and do honor to tigers everywhere. "I am Saffron. And who are you, with your impolite lynx?" I glance unfavorably at her. "I assume that you live here in the Basin?" It would certainly make the most sense. I saw the Sentinels that guarded the entrance, it didn't make sense he would be here without being a member. Does he think that because I am a tiger they can approach willy nilly? For shame.