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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.
09-30-2014, 01:07 AM (This post was last modified: 09-30-2014, 01:10 AM by Daemyn.)
Daemyn smiled softly feeling nervous once more around the stunning scarlet spotted mare. He wondered briefly how old she really was, before pushing the thought aside. 'Of course she wouldn't want anything to do with someone like me.' Self-esteem was not something he had or would probably ever have, that's what made him so endearing and trustworthy. Another's voice drew his ears up curiously as a black and white painted mare appeared from the mist. His ears shifted towards the side as he became overwhelmed with nerves. How was he supposed to function properly when there were two mares in front of him. Lilac eyes roved slowly over the new arrival, she was taller than Nayati, but in his mind not quite as pretty. There was something about the sweet healer that had drawn his attention away from everything else. His masculine head tilted slightly as he gazed at the odd belongings the mare carried with her. Subconsciously he bobbed his muzzle down to brush the black dog shaped amulet upon his upper chest. Smiling shyly the stallion turned his attention between the two mares before meeting the black and white mare's sapphires.
His own deep thunderous voice sounded after hers, "I meant no offense Miss." Daemyn lowered his refined white speckled head apologetically. As Nayati said they were recycling the broken glass he perked up a little, "I would be willing to help in anyway possible." The lilac eyed brick house stud watched as Nayati seemed to change, it was as if a wall was slowly sliding shut around her. It hurt him to see her warm bubbly smile and voice vanish, but how could he say anything when he was having the same problem.
As the ebony painted lady spoke again he dropped instantly into a low bow, his muzzle brushing the springy grass. Rising once more slowly the stallion's deep voice rumbled again, "It's a pleasure to be in your presence Queen Kahlua. My name is Daemyn." He smiled softly first at, his hopeful, Queen then at the kind speckled dove. His eyes were caught by the flying and playing dragons wheeling above them. His smile softened as he relaxed watching his red friend and a new blue feathery dragon. Pulling his attention way from the playful winged beasts he spoke once more, "Mistress Kahlua, I asked Nayati to bring me here so I may serve you and King Kaj." His large head lowered slowly as he spoke showing as much respect for the pretty painted mare as possible. After the trek here his woulds were slowly beginning to ache again, and a few were also starting to ooze a little. Sighing softly he glanced as his guide but held his tongue unwilling to speak again, because he felt he had already asked to much.