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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.
Craaaack. Audits swivel over, eyes darting towards the sleek egg that, supposed to be still, was starting to shake. Zar'roc stared at it. The egg he had found- it was hatching. A grin spread across the face of Zar'roc, a occurrence that did not happen enough. Though, it was not one of those sweet smiles, it was more of an evil, or craving smile. Still, not enough. The tawny grey stallion shakes his coat, stretching his limbs. Frost covered the ground, chilling him, which was confusing. It was Tallsun, why was there frost? Looking around, crimson eyes widened as he realized where he was. Aurora Basin. He must've stumbled here last night, though he was just within the outskirts. Zar reaches down, his maw brushing the cool egg. It was chilly, and that frightened him. Focusing, the ground beneath the egg changed, heated, and melted into pristine glass, still warm. Hopefully that'd help. Just then did he notice a small crack down the side of the egg. Inspecting it closely, the stallion jumped a little when another loud sound ripped out and the egg started to grow more cracks.
It was time. Yes, finally. After finding the egg, abandoned near the heart of Helovia, he had pondered what creature lay inside. His curiosity would be cured today. One can not wonder a mystery such like this- it was everyone's desire to know. Craving knowledge, that was a big part of power now. Though, it always had been. It was only instinct to wonder, so Zar'roc waited patiently, though it waned as the egg just sat there, as if mocking him. Zar snorted and stomped his hoof, patience was not a strength of his.
The bulky stag snatched at what greenery seemed edible to him, waiting for the egg to finally open. The sun was tall in the sky before the egg started to wobble, shaking violently. Zar watched it carefully, tail swishing nonchalantly. Suddenly, the egg burst open, a slightly soggy pup tumbling out. It jumped up immediately, wobbling a little before staring into Zar's eyes. Zar'roc's jaw fell open. He gaped. His egg, it had held a hellhound? He was expecting some common animal, but this, this overjoyed Zar. The pup yipped, slashing it's tail through the air. What shocked the stallion the most was the red and blue markings that covered it's coat that was night itself. It looked at him with sharp, piercing gold eyes, and in a blink of an eye, his markings were in flames. Zar'roc jumped back a little, taken by surprise. The pup acted like nothing had happened, that he was not doused in flames. Zar shook his head and grinned again, while the pup looked around at the world, taking everything in.
"Archeon, lets go find you your first meal." The hellhound looked at the stallion and jumped up, a tiny growl escaping it's lips as it bounded forward, nose quivering for a scent.
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<blockquote><p align=justify><font color="#d7b687" size=2><i>Craaaack.</i> Audits swivel over, eyes darting towards the sleek egg that, supposed to be still, was starting to shake. Zar'roc stared at it. The egg he had found- it was hatching. A grin spread across the face of Zar'roc, a occurrence that did not happen enough. Though, it was not one of those sweet smiles, it was more of an evil, or craving smile. Still, not enough. The tawny grey stallion shakes his coat, stretching his limbs. Frost covered the ground, chilling him, which was confusing. It was Tallsun, why was there frost? Looking around, crimson eyes widened as he realized where he was. <i>Aurora Basin.</i> He must've stumbled here last night, though he was just within the outskirts. Zar reaches down, his maw brushing the cool egg. It was chilly, and that frightened him. Focusing, the ground beneath the egg changed, heated, and melted into pristine glass, still warm. Hopefully that'd help. Just then did he notice a small crack down the side of the egg. Inspecting it closely, the stallion jumped a little when another loud sound ripped out and the egg started to grow more cracks.
It was time. Yes, finally. After finding the egg, abandoned near the heart of Helovia, he had pondered what creature lay inside. His curiosity would be cured today. One can not wonder a mystery such like this- it was everyone's desire to know. Craving knowledge, that was a big part of power now. Though, it always had been. It was only instinct to wonder, so Zar'roc waited patiently, though it waned as the egg just sat there, as if mocking him. Zar snorted and stomped his hoof, patience was not a strength of his.
The bulky stag snatched at what greenery seemed edible to him, waiting for the egg to finally open. The sun was tall in the sky before the egg started to wobble, shaking violently. Zar watched it carefully, tail swishing nonchalantly. Suddenly, the egg burst open, a slightly soggy pup tumbling out. It jumped up immediately, wobbling a little before staring into Zar's eyes. Zar'roc's jaw fell open. He gaped. His egg, it had held a <i>hellhound?</i> He was expecting some common animal, but this, this overjoyed Zar. The pup yipped, slashing it's tail through the air. What shocked the stallion the most was the red and blue markings that covered it's coat that was night itself. It looked at him with sharp, piercing gold eyes, and in a blink of an eye, his markings were in flames. Zar'roc jumped back a little, taken by surprise. The pup acted like nothing had happened, that he was not doused in flames. Zar shook his head and grinned again, while the pup looked around at the world, taking everything in.
<font color=ffffff><b>"Archeon, lets go find you your first meal."</b></font> The hellhound looked at the stallion and jumped up, a tiny growl escaping it's lips as it bounded forward, nose quivering for a scent.
The pup stands proudly, blue and red glowing softly in the shadowed light, the flames throwing off dark shadows. It dances across the unnatural markings, the flames small and seemingly harmless. Archeon pushes his chest out, snuffing the air with nose held high. Zar'roc couldn't help but chuckle as the pup picked it's way over twigs and debris.
The hellound flicks his tail proudly, crouching, his chest brushing the ground as he stilled, not a single movement from him- and the flames had disappeared. Zar watched curiously, freezing himself. Crimson eyes flicker to a hole 3 feet in front of the pup, and realization floods through his mind. They are still for awhile. The stallion was getting bored, about to move when the hellhound snaps it's head back at him swiftly, gold eyes piercing through him. It was almost hypnotizing, staring into the endless gold eyes. Slowly, the hellhound creeps forward and with a blink of an eye lurches forward, diving his face into the hole. Archeon yanks his head out, a rabbit dangling from his tiny jaws. With a quick shake of his head, the rabbit fell limp, hind legs dragging against the ground. Archeon dropped it, licking his chops before starting his meal.
Zar'roc turns his horned head away, crimson eyes focusing on the mountains far away. 'Present the reason for your trespass.' Narrowed eyes snap over to the dark blue-ish stallion. "So demanding." The words slip out of Zar'roc's mouth before he thought twice, a smirk filling his face. He flicks his lion tail, a nonchalant expression filling his features and he steps closer. "Hold back there big boy, don't get your panties in a wad. If you didn't know, I'm apart of the Plague." Zar says simply, a snort escaping his mouth. He should probably rein in the sarcasm. Naaaah. Archeon trots over, white fluff sticking out of his mouth and stares at the new person, gold eyes unblinking as he takes in the unfamiliar scent, trying to decide whether or not to like him.
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The pup stands proudly, blue and red glowing softly in the shadowed light, the flames throwing off dark shadows. It dances across the unnatural markings, the flames small and seemingly harmless. Archeon pushes his chest out, snuffing the air with nose held high. Zar'roc couldn't help but chuckle as the pup picked it's way over twigs and debris.
The hellound flicks his tail proudly, crouching, his chest brushing the ground as he stilled, not a single movement from him- and the flames had disappeared. Zar watched curiously, freezing himself. Crimson eyes flicker to a hole 3 feet in front of the pup, and realization floods through his mind. They are still for awhile. The stallion was getting bored, about to move when the hellhound snaps it's head back at him swiftly, gold eyes piercing through him. It was almost hypnotizing, staring into the endless gold eyes. Slowly, the hellhound creeps forward and with a blink of an eye lurches forward, diving his face into the hole. Archeon yanks his head out, a rabbit dangling from his tiny jaws. With a quick shake of his head, the rabbit fell limp, hind legs dragging against the ground. Archeon dropped it, licking his chops before starting his meal.
Zar'roc turns his horned head away, crimson eyes focusing on the mountains far away. <i>'Present the reason for your trespass.'</i> Narrowed eyes snap over to the dark blue-ish stallion. <font color="000000">"<i>So demanding."</i></font> The words slip out of Zar'roc's mouth before he thought twice, a smirk filling his face. He flicks his lion tail, a nonchalant expression filling his features and he steps closer. <font color="000000">"Hold back there big boy, don't get your panties in a wad. <i>If you didn't know,</i> I'm apart of the Plague."</font> Zar says simply, a snort escaping his mouth. He should probably rein in the sarcasm. <i>Naaaah.</i> Archeon trots over, white fluff sticking out of his mouth and stares at the new person, gold eyes unblinking as he takes in the unfamiliar scent, trying to decide whether or not to like him.
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Why did I do this again? Right now, I was coming to really regret it. What a pain in my ass, she was turning out to be. Anger bubbles through me, teeth gritting and eyes narrowing. Archeon comes loping back to me from his "adventure," a bark chirping from him as he warns me of a stallions approach, letting me know through our frail mental bond. My nares flare, blood orbs staring at the distant figure. My ivory tail twitches back and forth, as I turn my cold eyes to the mare.
I can now hear the subtle wing beats of the stallion's arrival, also now being able to take in his scent. He is close. I pull myself to my full height, realizing it is not nearly close to how tall the chestnut stallion was, which would only give him an advantage. I have power behind my bulkier figure, though, and I must use every ounce of it. Squaring my shoulders, I walk with my head high and Archeon on my heels out of the tall grass. The glass surrounding my horn has long since hardened with the disappearance of the Gods, and I find myself wishing I still had my magic- I might have been able to use it against him if I still possessed it.
Archeon had also lost his own magic too, which I could tell hit him right in his over inflated self esteem. 'Apologies, am I late for the party?' His dark words reach my ears easily over the subtle crackle of the flames from the pit. A smile fills my lips, cold eyes staring at him as I come closer. "A little late, yes. You really shouldn't always be so tardy." I murmur softly, dangerous tones lacing my voice. My white pelt sparkles lightly in the moonlight, chilling coastal breeze tugging at my hair. 'Fun’s over coward, you’re coming with me.' "Oh but sir, that is where you are wrong." I say and offer a smile.
Why did I do this again? Right now, I was coming to really regret it. What a pain in my ass, she was turning out to be. Anger bubbles through me, teeth gritting and eyes narrowing. Archeon comes loping back to me from his "adventure," a bark chirping from him as he warns me of a stallions approach, letting me know through our frail mental bond. My nares flare, blood orbs staring at the distant figure. My ivory tail twitches back and forth, as I turn my cold eyes to the mare.
<p>I can now hear the subtle wing beats of the stallion's arrival, also now being able to take in his scent. He is close. I pull myself to my full height, realizing it is not nearly close to how tall the chestnut stallion was, which would only give him an advantage. I have power behind my bulkier figure, though, and I must use every ounce of it. Squaring my shoulders, I walk with my head high and Archeon on my heels out of the tall grass. The glass surrounding my horn has long since hardened with the disappearance of the Gods, and I find myself wishing I still had my magic- I might have been able to use it against him if I still possessed it.
<p>Archeon had also lost his own magic too, which I could tell hit him right in his over inflated self esteem. 'Apologies, am I late for the party?' His dark words reach my ears easily over the subtle crackle of the flames from the pit. A smile fills my lips, cold eyes staring at him as I come closer. <b>"A little late, yes. You really shouldn't always be so tardy."</b> I murmur softly, dangerous tones lacing my voice. My white pelt sparkles lightly in the moonlight, chilling coastal breeze tugging at my hair. 'Fun’s over coward, you’re coming with me.' <b>"Oh but sir, that is where you are wrong."</b> I say and offer a smile.
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