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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.
HISTE</style> your breathing sounds like the sickest music playing backwards in my head</style>
For some mares pregnancy was blissful. It was a time spent dreaming about what their foal would look like, hoping that it took on aspects of both parents. Excitement and anticipation colored the world in beautiful shades of pink and gold. Histe wasn't like most mares. She didn't spend her days imagining what her foal would look like and she didn't hope that it would take on anything from its father. She spent her days thinking about how she would dispose of the thing once it was born. She hated, loathed every single minute of being pregnant. When she felt the foal moving inside of her she wanted to tear her own skin off, dig into her own side and rip the baby out.
"Whore..." Her ears pinned back against her head as the voice spoke up. "You let a pegasus bed you. Shameful whore. You and the child should both die."
"Shut up!" Histe jerked a hind leg up and kicked at her stomach before slamming her hoof into the dirt. The foal in her belly responded by kicking back and Histe snorted. "Damn foal." She growled, her irritation growing as the sun moved higher in the sky and made it even hotter.
It was only a short time later that Histe's insides began to contract in a manner that left her extremely uncomfortable. No, it was actually painful. She had little doubt that it was the foal's doing and it only made her more determined to kill it once it came out. It would scarcely draw a breath before she smashed its head into the ground and shattered its skull into a thousand different pieces.
Stubbornness and a refusal to let the foal decide when it was going to be born kept Histe standing. She would decide when she would allow the foal to slide from her womb and kiss the dirt.
'Don't you want it gone?' Merikh sat some distance away, his grey eyes wary as he watched his bonded. She was volatile all of the time and even more so with a child inside of her.
"Shut up." She growled at the cat even though she knew he was right. Admitting she was wrong was not her strong suit but as the pain grew more intense she finally relented and lowered her body to the dusty ground and went to work pushing the foal out of her body.
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Sweat streaked Histe's heaving sides as she fought to catch her breath after giving birth to her first foal. She lifted her neck from the ground and looked behind her at the mass of blood and goo and black fur. Of course it would be black like the manslut that sired it.
'It has wings.' The big cat had moved closer while Histe was in labor and he now stood staring down at the black foal. He looked up as Histe climbed to her hooves and they stood together staring down at it. 'Kill it?' Merikh asked, taking a moment to glance up to Histe and seeing her shake her head. "Not yet."
She stood and watched as the foal blinked against the sunlight, her dark eyes squinting in protest. "Stand, child." Histe grunted. She quickly grew impatient when the foal remained laying on the ground and she reached down and grabbed one of her wings and jerked her to her hooves. "I said stand!" The foal's legs trembled and she attempted to take a step forward and fell. Once more, Histe grabbed the filly's wing and jerked her to her hooves and once more, the filly fell.
"Its weak." Histe spat in disgust. "Of course its weak. Fucking pegasus." Her tail lashed against her legs and she stomped a hoof into the ground again. "STAND!" She grabbed at the filly's wing again and the filly protested by trying to scoot away. The filly's defiance coupled with weakness only served to anger Histe and she grabbed the foal's wing again. This time, however, she bit down too hard and the fragile bones snapped. The filly squealed against the pain and Histe responded by jerking her head to the side and very near throwing the filly onto the ground. "Kill it, Merikh."
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ooc:// just as a note, histe is outside of the caves
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