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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.
"You lack the requisite spine and testicular fortitude to study under me"
-- Patrick Rothfuss
The prisoner d'Artagnan looked out across the barren land of the Throat, face set in permanent disapproval. His eyes had slowly been returned to him although he had to say, a few days was more than long enough.
As much as he had enjoyed sparing words with the General Azzuen, he began to wish he hadn't ventured here the time before. Although it did make him slightly amused that his words must have hit a spot with the tight lipped General, why else would the winged bastard's eyes shine with sweet revenge. Maybe the red had rattled his cage more than he first thought. It was, however, combined with a sickening feeling that the Edge was in danger. As their Doctor he had a duty to stand by their side, to die with them if he had to and to protect his family. The thought sent an image of a swelled Kou to him, his Nurse who had taught him the beginnings of love. She now carried his child and he doubted he'd be there for the birth. Mesec too. His awkward demi-god son was too young to be caught in the middle of conflict. All the Nightshade could do was trust in Mauja's leadership and find a way out of here fast.
A smile curved onto his grey lips and he wondered where his dear little guard was. Part of him hoped she'd appear so he could direct her to the lovely patch of grass riddled with poison, he had spent so much time preparing it after all. He remembered the Earth God's words echo in his mind, to heal in repayment of poisoning. He had already healed several members of his herd. Cineviam the last. So surely by now the Doctor would be allowed one small casualty. Not that the poison he had laid in wait would kill those who ingested it, just something to make the belly queasy and knock out the idiot that ate it. d'Artagnan was slightly annoyed he couldn't find a killing plant, he was sure the Earth had mentioned some here but the little bastards must be hiding from him. Well, if plants could hide that is.
Liquid of multiple colours tainted his glass horns, some dripped onto his fur but was of no matter as d'Artagnan knew it's antidote. The sun was lowering in the sky and his gracious moon would soon make an appearance, the time drew nearer and nearer. d'Art was not so silly to make a run for it without thinking it through first, although as the sky slowly went shades darker he wondered if Xira would ever turn up. Or was this his lucky day?
There was no way the Doctor would count on his herd mates to come save him. If he trusted his gut feelings then he already knew they would have troubles of their own; and Kou... d'Artagnan hoped his Nurse would have good senses and stay well clear of the battlefield, fights or any sort of confrontation. He wished her to stay away from the Throat and not to come looking for him, to put her in danger was not something he wanted at all.
d'Artagnan sighed and looked to the now starry sky and the moon. He felt the chill of night ruffle his fur, it wasn't icy like the Edge and it left the Doctor highly unsatisfied.
"Watch over me." a gruff whisper to the silver light.