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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.
06-10-2013, 05:50 PM (This post was last modified: 06-11-2013, 05:36 PM by Sacre.)
It was so hard for the boy to keep his legs still, to not turn and bolt away from the strange horse in front of him that he had been so determined to confront and yet so scared at the same time. If he shouted loud enough, maybe Aramis would be able to hear him, but the colt kept his maw shut and his eyes wide. He'd dared himself to come this far, walked straight into the den of lions, it was his duty to fight his way out. Determination set in his jaw, gaze still portraying fright, it was in this tense moment that Sacre almost jumped out of his skin when the stranger spoke tones that were kind on his ears. Though he did not miss the lesson the golden marked stallion was graciously taking his time to teach. He flicked an ear back in slight confusion, noting that he must state his own name in future and not be so reckless in his pursuit of others. Sacre gazed up at his hornless elder and timidly pulled a smile to his maw, breathing a little easier now that the fear of danger had passed.
So far so good, this equine didn't seem so bad.
"Sorry Sir" he said once again. It seemed he was to spend his day apologising for his own faults, but with endearing effort Sacre never made the same mistake twice as he finally managed to bring a full smile to his lips. The edges of it wild and boyish with eyes glinting in slight mischief, walking a little closer to the grulla stallion. Taking a little more interest in the appearance of the stranger, the boy noticed he was not quite as tall as his father, but their ages were similar. He had a strange looking spiders web across his face and the eyes of the stud were gilded like the pools Aramis had and Nonnie. Across the grulla's back was a dusting of gold and a tree marked a shoulder like the moons marked his father. Finally, his hornless abode was crowned in lashings of silvery white hair that were just like his mothers. Sacre had a tendency to liken things to those he had met before, finding small entertainment in matching the similarities even though he knew it was highly unlikely that any were related to this equine. Stopping once again, now hopefully just a neck stretch away from touching the spider stallion, ears twitched again to catch the others final words to him.
Lace.
Fajira.
Names he would remember and he shyly dipped his head, parting maw to offer his own title. "I'm called Sacre." Bonded. That was a word he had heard before and his head tilted as pools searched for another soul that would hold the name Fajira before turning back and narrowing his eyes. Yet, his tongue held as his mind reeled. Was it rude to ask of his bonded? Sacre wasn't sure and that insecurity tightened his lips on the matter as his mind leafed through the many other questions he wanted to ask. "You're an equine aren't you? Father says I shouldn't go near your kind, but you don't look all that scary to me Lace. If you don't mind me saying" he quickly added the last bit in, looking downwards in embarrassment and hoped he had not offended the kind seeming hornless by accident. Many more questions filling his young mind to plague him further with doubt, he didn't know if he should trust this stallion before him and logic would advise him not to unless he got to know him more.
Yet, the child couldn't help himself and his over inquisitive urges.
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