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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.
08-09-2013, 10:54 AM (This post was last modified: 08-09-2013, 11:31 AM by Midas.)
In another life, in another time—perhaps we might have become like brothers. Duty was duty though, and my vows sang their bitter sweet melody like the chimes of mother birds returning home only to find their nests vainly torn to ruin. They cried doubly for that loss. Family. Guacho straightened after I had spoken, his gaze grew hard but yielding toward my words; no voice of doubt or underlying questions. I was thankful for this. “Yes,” he said in agreement before drawing that large crown lower, with all threatening points shifting toward Mauja’s breast. His Mamba was coiled inside the framework that my native friends token, her forked tongue slithering past fangs. Both ready for my word. These actions rang in my ears just as effectively as Fina’s screech had; they would die today if I asked—all for the sake of loyalty.
Softly I whispered something that the icy one had told me not more than a season ago, “Sometimes duty forces you to run against what you wish….herding me down a path I wouldn’t otherwise walk.” Who would have thought, that his words of wisdom would return to haunt us both in such a cruel manner? If the sides had somehow been reversed and I was his General; my response would have been the same to all who threated our families. Loyalty, it was my father’s greatest virtue—what terrible consequences would befall me if I choose to break the historical line? Just the idea of such treachery set my heart to thunder within its hot cavities, I couldn’t betray the clan any more than chop off my own wing.
His smile wounded me, it was tautly drawn up; like the face of a man grasping upon his last string. “So I am wanted for his death…” he says…regretfully? Or perhaps my ears were just making it up. Somewhere inside my soul the faint hope that had been praying he would deny the charge died a little more. It was foolish to grasp an ideal that was impossible. Something. Anything. I might have been able to defend his honor if there had been no guilt, my name held value within this land. “I do not believe I would be given a fair trial within in the Edge.” I stiffened but did not interject—he wasn’t going to come quietly. Those sad eyes found mine and we both knew in that moment where this was going to lead. There was only two options, one path he couldn’t ask me to walk.
Kri whispered,“The Dragonheart has placed a price on Mauja’s head for the murder of her beloved Torasin. If you see the Ice King, you are to capture and deliver him to me.”
To let him walk would be a direct defiance against her orders.
“I’m sorry, friend. I cannot go with you.”
I didn’t know how lenient the Dragonheart was, he might have been correct in stating that they wouldn’t offer him a fair trial. That white feathered forelimb rises and my heart speeds on. Quietly I say, “The sorrow is mine, for we are at a cross roads…I had hoped…” Voice breaks off and my heart takes one final moment to gather itself, grief that would be handled on a later date. My wings explode from my barrel and thrust heavily down to send this body into heaven. Fina soars up from my spine in the same instant, her talons turning toward the distant owl that had been watching us. Beak is wide and thirsting for blood spoiled with the ghost of another.
My mouth opens to bellow out a warning for those that might be residing close by; the shattering sound is my cry tainted with pent up pain. It rockets up to heaven with enough force to resound for miles away. Magic pools within my spirit, I had been practicing my powers since the moon returned. An attempt to master what had been mastered once before. Though not perfect, it would have to serve me now in the state which it was in. The earth shifts and moves at my command, a mighty earthquake breaks open the soft sand around my Appaloosa friend, and likely beneath his feet. It was plenty strong enough to throw even a steady mate off-balance at the very least, and topple someone who wasn’t so surefooted.
OOC: I will be posting this to the battleground in just a moment. I'm assuming that we will go by the posting order already set ^^? http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=9176
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