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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.
I never did catch Mauja. I did find the World’s Edge though – or at least if Ilios’s description had been in any way correct, wherever I am now seems like it. The cold, silver trees of the Threshold had eventually smoothed out into evergreens that grew in thick clusters that reminded me of the home I’d left. Somewhere in the distance I thought I could hear the roar of the ocean, but surrounded by the trees I couldn’t be certain it wasn’t just my imagination. All of this fit the description I’d been given of the Edge and yet one very important thing was missing. There was no flash of black-speckled white weaving through the trunks, no peculiar stallion with an uncontrollable tongue. Before he’d promptly disappeared Mauja had said that the herd here was small but I hadn’t quite expected to turn up to a vacant forest.
I certainly wasn’t opposed to retreating back into a life of isolation in the forest but these were not the free forests of my homeland; a herd already inhabited this place despite their ability to stay hidden. I knew the black spotted unicorn was here somewhere – his hoofprints had been relatively easy to follow out of the Threshold and had only begun to fade once I’d reached where I now was. That current location was a rather nondescript clearing surrounded by trees that all looked the same and offered no real landmark or suggestion of where to go next. By now I was half-frozen and wholly exhausted. In a day’s time I’d walked myself right into a new nation, met more individuals in one sitting than I had in my entire life, and journeyed after a stallion I knew next to nothing about into his homeland.
It was entirely too much. My mind was reeling while the rest of my body was shutting down. It was by sheer force of will that I was left standing when all my muscles and bones wanted to collapse into a shapeless heap on the ground. My eyelids drooped more than a few times, sliding down to drape me in blissful darkness. I could sleep right here, right now, all worries of finding Mauja momentarily forgotten. And yet I did not sleep. Instinct screamed at me to stay awake, alert. This place was all too unfamiliar and it was eerily empty for a herdland. Somewhere distant, the acknowledgement that I could be in danger arose; for all I knew, I wasn’t even at the World’s Edge and I’d gotten lost or Mauja hadn’t gone home from the Threshold. I had no idea what this Helovia might be like, I was completely out of my element.
And suddenly I felt very small and very exposed in this little clearing and that was enough to wake my muscles long enough to retreat behind the treeline. The cover comforted me; the shadows cast in the dim gray light fell over me like a blanket. I was brave enough then to call out, tired uncertainty making my voice waver. “Mauja? Hello?”
sabriel | 512 words | for @Mauja & any Edge residents that want to say hi | this is a continuation of this thread and I cleared it with Neo that Sabriel could wander over sans escort. also this post is kinda lame but i wanted to go ahead and make it ♥