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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.
Isopia shrugged with a genuine display of uncertainty. Something quite rare for the tribrid. If she could have known Kid's mind, she might have been shocked to feel such strong disapproval coming from him. He seemed so quick to anger that she would have assumed that he would gravitate naturally towards death and destruction, even if it was apparently haphazard. Especially with Volterra's blood coursing through his veins. But the boy's face was like a mask of marble - not disimilar to her own - and so she had no idea the repulsion that her words inspired in him.
"I don't know. Maybe it was preventative and eliminated some nefarious future that will now never come to pass ... or maybe it was to make up for something from before." Her wings splayed slightly from her flanks, an open display of that is all I know, before they folded tightly against her flanks once more.
Again that shrug. "I don't know. " It had never occurred to her to ask, it didn't seem to matter to her. "I think he was sad. Hototo was ... " A thoughtful pause. "..more like him than I am. I think he liked that."
She nodded easily enough to his third question, despite the fact that she wasn't entirely sure whether she believed it to be 100% accurate. The Gods hadn't exactly ... asked any of them to do anything, had they? They had been given companions and had been told to watch out, but other than that, they were merely glorified figure heads. Weren't they? It was like being put in an office with keys that opened every single door, draped in an obvious uniform, but having no idea what your job was supposed to be. Isopia's current business card would have just read, the mountain that knows. Though perhaps that was good enough.
"I suppose ...I'm the second of the second set. The Sun God's child erupted into flames, and so a new one was born." Her mind flickered with Aithniel, whom she had met during her Father's silly boat-project a few seasons back. "But the older two don't seem to have a better idea of how we are to meet those ends that I do."
Isopia's expression remained neutral as the boy's face appeared to contort with some semblance of frustration as his righteous (albeit squeaky) voice left his small muzzle. "How was I supposed to know that you wouldn't?" She countered, almost condescendingly, but meaning to only point out the obvious. As he continued, something like confusion blossomed on her face. It's no different than if you were talking to a girl- What? Why was he-
Oh.
Because she had said she didn't know what to talk to a boy about. In the absence of his name, she was merely trying to refer to him as a young child, but he had apparently taken some offence. Even if he had interpreted it that way, so what? His indignation didn't make sense to her, but then again, had Isopia never encountered Volterra she might have thought herself almost entirely anhedonic and asexual. That gendered language might be offensive had literally never occurred to her. "I didn't know your name. Boy was to indicate that you're young. It seemed less condescending than calling you a child." This was not the first time that Isopia had tried to actually be less offensive but ended up being more. "I grew quickly, because of having half God-blood in my veins. I wasn't young for very long. I don't know what's proper to talk about with you, boy or girl."
Isopia exhaled. "Storyteller-" Then she waved a wing, recognizing the lack of content that her title actually held. "I'm the one who communes with the God of our herd for information and whatnot. " Fitting, no? her eyes seemed to say, though with no small amount of self-deprication. "I also fight with our warriors." She added, as if to suggest that she wasn't completely useless.
Was she nice?
Isopia blinked. She hadn't expected that question - it didn't seem to be the sort of thing the boy would want to know, or would find interesting. Isopia looked up slightly, as if the answer was hidden in the trees behind Kid's ears. She chewed her lip for a moment, and then her gaze lowered. "I don't know. " She said simply. Isopia, who was rarely 'nice' wasn't actually that good at identifying it in others. It wasn't like Nymeria had given her gifts or anything. What did niceness entail? "We didn't ... fight?" Isopia said slowly after a moment more of consideration, wondering if that was a helpful clarification.
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