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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 dappled doe remembered this place briefly. It was where they had all first met Kisamoa as he ascended into their lives. What a time it had been since then – feeling as though it were a lifetime! A soft sigh passed through her lips as they approached the edge of the mainland before the archipelago of islands began, vast and wide as it spanned across her vision. She turned to her company that had traveled this far from the Edge with, Toulouse, and offered him a gentle smile before lowering her head to her compass. Her velveteen muzzle brushed against it briefly as she always did when venturing to a land she hadn’t been to in quite some time.
“What do you think is out here?” She asked, a thoughtful question as her head swiveled from her champagne partner to the vast islands ahead of her. There could be anything out here – other equines, monsters, perhaps more gods of some sort. It was a strange idea to beheld, but Kisamoa had been the first god she had seen and with that, she felt as though the world was growing more surprising every moment. Perhaps they’d stumble across something else of interest – or perhaps live up to their beginning ranks in the Edge for being Sleuths. Aelfwine imagined that gathering information would be easy for her, though it wasn’t like she truly had ever tried before.
After pausing for a few moments to hear what Toulouse might have to say, she stepped forward and away from him. Her cloven hooves tiptoeing across the sandy beach as the sun beat overhead – chasing away the clouds and the snow for the time being. It was still quite cold though, and she noticed the slight crunch of frost beneath her hooves as her monochromatic body swayed ever closer to the frigid waters.
11-24-2016, 04:31 AM (This post was last modified: 11-24-2016, 04:31 AM by Toulouse.)
Toulouse
The hoofprints inthe sand were long gone from the day Kisamoa came; it was a day Toulouse had not been a part of, but one he had heard stories of. The creature dwelled in these waters, perhaps they'd see him today?
Toulouse was sure of one thing though; he would see the beast, and he would suss out what it wanted. The gelding had learned not to trust the gods, or their cousins, or whatever Kisamoa was.
Turning his pale maw to the ashen girl who accompanied him, Toulouse have er a toothy smile when she quizzed him about what was out there in the wide ocean.
Perhaps there was monsters and deep sea creatures waiting to devouer them, or perhaps nothing.
Looking over the bay to the islands he had planned to inspect, Toulouse looked to the woman as she slinked away. "Shall we cross to the islands then?" He uttered, following in her cloven footsteps along the shoreline. Luckily for them, the tide was low and the swimming they'd have to do was minimal. The drizzly, windy atmosphere of frostfall would make it less than pleasant, though. The gilded gelding decided on undressing, hiding his crown and the elegant turquoise scarf attached in the sand dunes; he would hate for it to get ruined, or even worse get lost. It wasn't often the man went without his ornament unless he was hunting; it was a cruical element of his wardrobe that his the ghastly scars that remained from his horrific castration. In essence, he felt slightly naked without it, but when it was off he really meant business.
"Come on!" The golden one chortled, slightly out of impatience but also as a tease to the darling doe. The parseltongue would be lying to himself if he didnt find her quite gorgeous, and besides he hadn't had anyone in quite a while. What was the harm in a little flirtation? "How long have you lived in Helovia then Aelfwine? Or are you a native of this... diverse land?"
“Shall we cross to the islands then?” She turned her head to look upon the fellow sleuth, gilded and brilliant against the greyed shades of both herself and the earth around them. She offered him a brilliant smile before nodding. He removed his items, and she watched pleasantly, allowing her emerald gaze to rake across his pelt as his scarf slid across what seemed to be such a soft gilded pelt. When he finally placed his things and told her to come on, she nodded in agreement, kicking up her cloven hooves and dashing into the freezing water.
“O-oh. OH!” She crooned as the icy waters touched places upon her body that had been warm for the moment. A shiver raked down her spine, visibly shaking her body. She flicked her tail briefly, working toward getting used to the water as it reached the base of her neck. Yet, she waited for Toulouse to catch up, aiming her flicking tail to hopefully drizzle some chilled water upon his hide as he questioned her. “Not long, my dear. Only about a year!” Her voice held the faintest hint of a shiver as she grinned to him before lowering her head slightly and aiming her powerful legs to take her across the frigid waters.
When she finally reached the other side, she felt the slight warmth to the earth she had been without. Spreading her legs a bit wider, she shook whatever cold water she had on her dappled hide, trying to remove the water from her heavy antlers before they dripped onto her forehead in some sort of horrific freezing water log torture. When she had finished, she cast a glance for Toulouse, before lowering to the ground. Her knees hit the sands of the beach where it was dryer before rolling onto it, coating her brilliantly greyed coat with a layer of reds and browns. As she rolled, she kept her head up, her antlers creating little designs in the sand as she moved from her left to her right. When she finished, she laid upon the earth, emerald eyes sweeping over for Toulouse with a grin.
12-18-2016, 08:25 AM (This post was last modified: 12-18-2016, 08:25 AM by Toulouse.)
Toulouse
Greyscale and bare was the ocean and the landscape around them, even the sand lacked any shimmer or goldenness in its grain. His companion held a few glints of colour on the tips of her mane and a pop in her irises, though all else was dull and dreary. She held the only burst of colour he could see for miles.
It brought a smile to his fanged maw, blade-like teeth exposed momentarily as he smiled his crooked smile - the same he always did, the one that didn't involve his eyes. Perhaps it was what it made it so devilish?
There was nothing more terrifying than a face who's eyes didn't smile when their mouth did.
The serpent travelled only a pace behind his gem-eyed companion, eyes roaming her figure as she gasped at the waters temperature and pranced through the murk. Toulouse wasn't even sure why he found her so alluring, it wasn't common for mares to strike him when it was stallions who took his fancy most of the time. There was a task at hand however, and it was time he switched that deprived part of his brain off.
Slinking through the grey waves, the sleuth followed his comrade to the isles. Truly they were fascinating structures rising above the sea and totally unrivalled by any other mountains inland. Their deariness seemed unmatched by anything inland however, and he did find himself wanting to return home the second he stepped onto the shore. "here kissy kissy" the gelding smirked, 'attempting' to summon that so called sea-god.
Pale hooves creeping ahead of Aelfwines, Toulouse traced around the cliffside and along the shoreline to the cove to investigate. There really was nothing of interest here it seemed, or was there?
ooc; noot sorry i took so long, been sick and just getting back into the swing of things as u know bby @Aelfwine
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