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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.
Constance I'll find what hides under that sick twisted smile!
Her movements were graceful, fluid with her own stride. Muscles flexing as the terrain shifted with great gratitude. But what was a workout without any challenge? That wasn't the best she was looking for. She challenged herself with many things, but today, nothing seemed to flow across her mind. There were no thoughts, just fluid movements, and to be completely true with herself, the mare didn't seem to know where her movements were taking her. Flicking her tail merely, she moved with elegance across the green land, her appearance as if she was just a mere shadow. Weaving in and out of the foliage as she continued her way by. Breathing in the thick scent of nature, she smiled softly, never had the nature gotten old to her. Her movements stopped with a slowing grace, as she brought herself to a place where the sun shown through the parted trees and branches.
Bowing her head down slightly, the taste of the green swept across her buds. Blinking softly, she was then interrupted from her meal that she was just beginning to enjoy by the rustling of the trees. But Constance thought nothing of the sort, again, merely nothing rushed through her mind this day. Perhaps it was the wonder of the wind that swept across the forests Threshold. But perhaps not, though, she simply didn't care. Lifting her head, she looked back for a mere movement to capture her attention. Narrowing her green jewels into slits to capture the structure of the moving creature, her thick elegant voice rolled across her tongue. "Hello?.." Her voice was lined with curiosity and weariness. A dangerous combination.
01-12-2014, 12:42 AM (This post was last modified: 01-12-2014, 12:43 AM by Aaron.)
It was rare for Aaron and Alanna to be so far from home, but something inside the young stud needed to get out of the Edge after the herd meeting. Granted, he knew the risks. His main reason for wandering was to see if any other lands had been swallowed up by this darkness. So far it seemed three lands had been taken over. He worried about his kid sister Takara, out wandering the wilds on her own. He wondered if anywhere was truely safe anymore....
Quickly Alanna pulled him from the direction his thoughts were heading. Not like that. It will be ok. It always is. Aaron could not help but smile at her words. After all she was right. Things got bleak, and then they got better, then they got bleak again and so on. This was just going to be another bleak time that they would all survive. A pine cone flopped gently against his shoulder as if it was a promise of better times. The giving tree would not of given him this if there was not a reason for it right? Well, no matter either way he was going to keep it at his side. He had to take every precaution to keep his family safe.
"Hello?" The voice caught the pair's attention and they quickly moved to see who had spoken. He was not expecting the beauty of a mare that was just through the trees. Her coat was pure black, mane a deep red much like the markings on Alanna. Her eyes, they only reminded him of his mother's. Sure, she was no Kimber, but she was still beautiful. "Hello. I am Aaron, one of the Glaziers of World's Edge. This is Alanna." He nodded to the hellhound at his side who was watching the mare carefully through icy blue eyes. "Welcome to Helovia." He did not ask her name, merely waited to see if she had manners to give one in return. If not, well he would go from there.
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Constance I'll find what hides under that sick twisted smile!
The foliage moved with the winds atmosphere changing. Movements were heard through the dense barren forest, and she could only flick her ears towards the noise. Her narrowed eyes still held their gaze, which only lasted until the seemingly specie of the horse gathered himself in front of her. Flicking her tail for a mere moment, she could only gather his speech. "Hello. I am Aaron, one of the Glaziers of World's Edge. This is Alanna." Constance looked down at the canine creature, her heart racing at the memories when the wolves in her earlier life tried to make an easy meal off of her. But she relaxed at the expression of the canine. "Ah.. yes, it's a pleasure to meet you Aaron, I go by Constance. Constance Ravierase." She bowed her head in greeting slightly before meeting Aaron's gaze once again.
Though, it only held for a mere moment, for she gazed upon his figure. His pelt was a pure alabaster with rather large splotches of a dark chocolate hue, close to an obsidian display. His eyes were the same as his markings, but a bit Amber of a lighter hue. He also seemed to be around a year or so younger than herself. Meeting herself with the small hound next, she gave off a small reassuring smile and bowed her head in greeting also. "Pleasure of meeting with you Alana as well." She spoke softly before turning her attention to Aaron once again. "Aaron, if you wouldn't mind, would you be able to tell me a bit about Glaziers of World's Edge?" She spoke softly.
It seemed Alanna made her a bit nervous, and Aaron could understand why. After all, Alanna had grown up into a beautiful wolf like hellhound. Calmly at his side she sat, waiting on the goings on of the equines. "No need to worry about her, she won't hurt anyone unless they harm me." Which was true, but Aaron was capable of protecting himself too. Two different types of fire magic burned through his veins. One would make you feel as if you were on fire, the other called dragons made of fire to his aid. When she asked what a World's Edge Glazier was he was all to happy to explain. "World's Edge is the place I call home. It is one of four herds in Helovia. The other three are the Windtossed Foothills, Aurora Basin, and Dragon's Throat. " He paused here for a minute, before continuing on about the herds. "The Basin is full of unicorns only. Many there dislike those of us who do not have horns. The Throat however is allies to my home."
Now it was time to turn to the Glazier part. After all, the ranks were different in every herd. "Among my herd, I am one of two who have been blessed by the Goddess of the Moon with the power to create glass. We are the heads of the crafters among the World's Edge herd. Each herd will have a different name for the head or heads of the crafting class." He thought of the wall Kahlua, with the help of the rest of the herd had built.
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