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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.
03-04-2014, 08:04 PM (This post was last modified: 03-23-2014, 09:45 PM by Krieger.)
KRIEGER.
If I’m a flame, I’m a forest fire speaking savage tongues
In the caves out of the caves, who care? It certain wasn't this red and white beast that made the mistake to feel. He snorted ducking to avoid the entrance to the caves. he would be happy not to hear those idiots complaining about the darkness. Dark gravely chuckling exploded from within the massive chest. 'If only they knew of true darkness, then they would be terrified.' His thundering chuckle sounded for a while as he strode on. The cold air did feel good but the caves had honestly not bothered the stallion. Monstrous hooves pounded out an even rhythm as he moved into a smooth lope. he was the master of his own design a master of killing, a master of all. A cold smirk spread over his maw as he moved towards a place he had heard of, but never visited himself.
As the sweeping willow trees started to thicken he slowed to a walk moving steadily. Krieger raised his tremendous head puffing out his broad chest, allowing him to force his bulk through the tickling vines. Snorting he kept pushing snapping the occasional branch he kept his chest pushed before him bright yellow eye gazing around searching for what he knew was here, water. Even alone he was careful to hide the sightless sun with his red waterfall of forelock. Grumbling to himself about his eye as he grazed his side on a trunk leaving behind some red and white hair. 'Even this is weakness I am still stronger than most.' He rumbled his thunderous chuckle again then the scent hit him and he picked up the pace.
Licking his parched lips as he reached the frozen water. he lowered his great dome and sniffed at the ice, it was thick, but not to thick, not for him anyway. He threw his hulking frame into the air taking a moment to strike at the fridged breeze as he balanced on his strong hindquarters before slamming down on the crust. A satisfying CRUNCH rang through the air as the ice gave way. The shiver that ran through his body wasn't just because of the subzero water lapping at his cannon bones. Satisfied he lowered his greedy lips and sucked at the chilled water enjoying the cold rushing into his gut.
"Devil's Tongue"'Horrific Thoughts'
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Tags: @[Delinne]
We're walking the wrong way. Not way home. my bonded complained, glaring at me with even spaces. I was still tired like hell, as we had been running for a good while. We were heading the wrong way, but I had only focused on getting away from that group. Even though I felt horrible for leaving Circuta and the fillies there - against three adult horses - I felt kind of good knowing that at least my own kids were safe back home. The ground we were walking upon was covered in thin snow, not as thick as it was on the Thistle Meadow. But it was colder here and I noticed it clearly thanks to my poor wintercoat. I'm freezing, I thought and I glanced down at the jaguar, whose coat was thick and warm. Be glad that you're not me, my Desired...I am. I stopped and looked at her with a raised 'brow, noticing a little smirk upon the companion's lips. She was teasing me again. Oh, shut up. I smiled and continued to walk through the snow, before a loud CRUNCH was heard.
We stopped, froze in position, and I flicked my ears to catch more from the sudden sound. What was that? I asked Dezba, but she just gazed over our surroundings before she slowly started to sneak forward. Wait. she ordered me and at first I was a bit offended, but I stayed where I was.
The feline sneaked for a few minutes before she found a large stallion, not very far from where I still stood. The stallion was drinking through a broken patch of ice that lied upon the lake of the Secret Grove. Dezba hissed quietly before she started to talk to me again. One like you. Big, white and red. I closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on her. What?Big male. My eyes opened wide and a quiet gasp escaped my mouth. No. Not right now.What is he doing?Drinking.So he's in a weak position? Dezba looked upon the stallion, slowly backing away from him. No.
I couldn't stay waiting anymore and curiously walked as quietly as I could the same way Dezba had gone. And slowly, slowly the white coat of the said stallion started to appear. God, she didn't lie. He was big. The stallion in front of us was three hands taller than me, covered in white with rippling muscles underneath. He had a flowing red mane and tail together with a single kudohorn in his forehead. All I could do was stare at him, glancing at Dezba from time to time. We should get out of here.
"Talking" Delinne's thoughts Dezba's thoughts
ooc // sorry for the long wait, had to find a good time in Delinne's timeline to post here :3
word count // 442
tags // @[Krieger]
We will always be a team, no matter what.
Remember?
04-21-2014, 01:59 AM (This post was last modified: 04-21-2014, 02:00 AM by Krieger.)
As he sucked at the freezing water his dishes swiveled searching for sounds around him. The beast thought he heard the swishing of dead trees; so he swiveled his ears backwards searching for the sounds to come again, but nothing he heard nothing. He couldn't help his cocky thoughts, 'What would be stupid enough to come after me?' He almost chuckled at the thought. After he had drunk his fill he drew himself up, but kept his good eye on the frozen lake.
His harsh rumbling voice swam from his deep chest, "I know you're there. Didn't anyone teach you it's not polite to spy?" He chuckled evilly before slowly turning his hulking frame towards the trees behind him. large nostrils quivered drawing in the soft breeze, that was blowing on and off into his monstrous horned face. The smell of a mare quickly became clear, but the other was strange, something he had never come across in all his years.
The avalanche started up again, "If you show yourself now, I will not attack. If you run well..." He chuckled and swayed his massive head so his sharpened horn flashed in the cold wintry air. His breath billowed before him like tiny clouds. The beast meant what he had said. The mare and the strange feline scent would not be harmed if they appeared now. Running would be a terrible mistake. He was not fast, but his determination and endurance easily made up for that fact. Running would only kick in the odd predatory like instinct he had dwelling strongly within his frozen heart..
"I know you're there. Didn't anyone teach you it's not polite to spy?" Fuck. We both stayed in the shadows, watching the beast as he turned toward us. My gaze locked itself on his giant hooves and one terrifying thought went through my head. If he wanted to, he could crush my skull with a single stomp of his hoof. Just... Crush it.
I was on my way to take a few steps back, but froze when he parted his darker lips and spoke again. If I ran now, we could escape. We would be able to get home befo- "If you show yourself now, I will not attack. If you run, well..."Fuuuuuck.
"Well done, beast." I said, suddenly smiling as I took a few steps forward instead of fleeing like I wanted to. The smile was a try at bravery because I was terrified. My heart was racing in my chest, panicking, but I tried so hard to keep my mask on. And hopefully, he wouldn't see nor smell my fear. "We were not spying. We got..." I glanced at Dezba who eyed the stallion closely. "Lost. We were on our way home from the Ancient Rotunda and we came here instead." I took another step closer to the stallion, observing him and watching his every move, and my leg was shaking with nervousness. I hadn't seen a stallion this tall since my meeting with Archibald, but that was ages ago.
"Who are you and where are you from?" I already had a slight clue of the answer to the second question though. He smelled like cold air and mountain, but I could be wrong. He could be from the World's Edge, even if his appearance alone told me of something else. Would he know who I was if I was right? Would he have heard my name in the whispering rumors around him?
"Talking" Delinne's thoughts Dezba's thoughts
ooc // :D
word count // 316
tags // @[Krieger]
We will always be a team, no matter what.
Remember?
A mare's voice stroked his awaiting ears and he relaxed slightly, she recognized a threat when she heard it. 'What a pity she didn't run.' He thought softy, the chance to attack might not be over in any case. He smirked as she used the nickname he had been calling himself. The beast just seemed to fit his hulking frame and short blood thirsty temper. Excitement flared within his cold heart as the much smaller mare stepped from her cover followed by a strange large cat. Her scent was clear and his inhaled deeply enjoying the sour smell of fear.
Her feebly attempt at the lie made his smirk grow to his single visible eye. Krieger allowed the mare to finish speaking as well as take a step towards him. "Oh dove, I wouldn't really attempt to tell me that you were, what was it, lost?" He smirked again as his avalanche voice died away. He studied the mare briefly before turning his gaze onto the black cat at her side. He watched the muscles ripple under the feline's black pelt. It was black as night with long rippling muscles under it's sleek spotted pelt.
The beast turned his bright gaze back towards the mare as she spoke again. Snorting at her rude almost demand for his name. His thunderous voice echoed again, "I hail from the Basin, and I am called, Krieger. What about you miss?" His last word was a sneer. Why should he be polite to a rude spying mare? He watched her carefully, still half hoping the pair might try to run from him.
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