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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.
05-01-2014, 09:40 AM (This post was last modified: 05-01-2014, 09:41 AM by Kiara.)
It was now quiet clear by now that Kiara was indeed pregnant by the encounter in Heavenly Fields. She tried not to think of the Father, the hulk that he is.... What was this going to mean for the foal, or what Kiara was coming to wonder, foals? She had not been this large when she was heavy with Malachi.... Keiran's early memories of her even agreed with such a statement.
But today none of that mattered. Today was a day of new beginnings. Today, they were going to start work on the Herb Garden. The young roan had long picked out her place for the garden. It was close to Slant Rock, but not to close. Seeing as she slept near there anyway, in no time at all the bonded pair arrived at their destination.
There was weeds everywhere. There was also plants that did not belong and little saplings there too. With a deep breath she looked to Keiran. "It's going to be a long day and lots of work. Ready to get started?" Let's do it. Was his simple reply.
He went to work, tearing up weeds at the roots to try and get rid of them. Every now and then the young panther, who had paid close attention in every lesson Kiara had been in, would find an herb they needed to keep. He took care to move around that one and leave it alone.
Kiara on the other hand began to take down the saplings. Last thing they needed was the new trees taking all the nutrition from the herbs the herd would need. Now all the pair needed was more help.
"Typi non habent claritatem insitam; est usus legentis in iis qui facit eorum claritatem."
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Her ignorance had begun to show more clearly as she shuffled through her home, and her vision saw what was now her family's domain. Her mind swelled with a sort of pride for a favorite group, and not particularly a famous one most would adore. But she didn't know what caused the chain which evoked such a feeling besides her former title: outcast. Surrounded by horses with an unstable mindset, she questioned her values upon whether Seele had saw her as sane or a freak like any other.
The thoughts were pushed out her mind, if briefly or enough for her to relax over the influence of her esteem. Rather, her new topic to imagine was more or less business as a healer. She was lacking enough courage - and motivation to develop her skills and study the flora rooted into the refreshed soil. Where would healers grab flowers, or grow? It was land for her to share with others, but she could settle with a small amount to guard and plant seeds should she stumble upon them and miraculously learn how to till and farm. Maybe it was coincidence help would be there with a stable environment to study how it was to be a healer. Florabella mused upon this though; appalled at her inability to think of the remark to combat what was obvious: a master healer. Would masters counter a healer's naivety in the course of learning a job? She hoped, prayed to whoever heard prayers and granted them.
Coincidence was there - a pretty mare with a large, black cat nearby. The paint never seen a pregnant woman up close before, but a bulge might have slowly made its appearance. It wasn't exactly up close as she kept a distance, but she swallowed and cautiously approached the mare, strafing to the side and catch her attention without an element of surprise. She froze when she saw the tree saplings uprooted, and silently pleaded to never witness more of this. Her voice stuck in the back of her throat before she blurted frantically, "What are you doing?" Her words sounded like yelling to her eardrums and she backed up, rambling an apology for sounding so rude! Ears drooped, she pitied the roots, but she couldn't imagine why one would do that to nature's gifts.
"What are you doing?" The strange feminine voice was loud, startling Kiara. Her emotion of fear brought Keiran running to her side, taking a defensive position near his roan bonded. The loudness was quickly followed by a soft apology, of which Kiara barely heard her. "I am clearing out a place for the herb garden. There are certain herbs the herd will need depending on the situation. I need to be prepared for such things.." Her voice trailed off, while Keiran nudged her mentally. Name and rank. She not know you head heal. "Oh, I am sorry. I am Kiara, the Earth Medic and this is my bonded Keiran.." The panther sat down and sat up straight and proud. There was no danger here after all. The other mare smelled of the Falls, so surely she was not a threat.
Keep clearing out weeds Keiran, I'll be fine. The roan girl thought to her bonded. I be close, if needed. The panther stood and padded off to go clear a bit more ground. He had almost cleared all the weeds. It would be the unruly saplings that the roan girl would need help with. As if she needed a reminder, tiny hooves kicked about in her belly. This, above everything else was why she needed help. It was a risk for her to take down the saplings. One wrong move could hurt Kiara or her unborn. But even still, she needed to clear a place to plant the herbs. BirdSong was the best chance for the herbs survival.
"Typi non habent claritatem insitam; est usus legentis in iis qui facit eorum claritatem."
@[Florabella]
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Voices come into earshot, a large, slanting rock just ahead. A sigh cascades from her ivory maw, the slashes on her right shoulder making her wince with every step. The too of her glass horn, still stained with blood hues. Two figures come into view, one noticeably smaller that. The other. She was a light brown tone, splashes of white decorating her rump. Her legs lightened toward the bottom. She was speaking, a panther by her side. The other was just a bit taller than herself. Her pelt a bay color, dotted with white, a white tail and a dual colored mane. The filly quickened her pace, curious to see who they were... The smaller seemed concentrated on plants... As well as the feline, so Abi decided it was okay to suppose She was a healer. A small nicker sounded as She approached. She tiptoed carefully around the patch of land they seemed so set on, then bowed her dome to each of them.
"Greetings, ladies! I'm Abishia, an Artisan. What may I call you?" She smiled softly, the aroma of plants and earth wafted off of the smaller. Slowly, She turned her right shoulder to the woman. "Correct me of I'm wrong, ma'am, But I supposed you were a healer. Is there qny way you can help me with this... Accident? I don't want it to get infected. " She tipped her head and looked back to the earth they had a embed to be picking at. "What are you guys doing here?" She lowered her g ad and sniffed at the fresh earth, then looked back to the brown lady, the smaller of the two, "Is there any way I can help?"
An reason came, but not without two beings falling into a position of defense from her sudden arrival. Why she had chosen to sneak up was a poor reason on her part, and Florabella cut off her soft apology when the mare spoke. The actions with ignorant that reigned in her vision finally made sense as clear as an empty sky. Nature would give and receive to them - the mare and her large cat companion. Already she felt so stupid for automatically assuming there was a sort of destructive quirk in the family member she shared scent and land with, but neither of them struck. Not even the cat, which was poised to pounce should the paint pull a wrong move or say a venomous word a moment ago before it relaxed. A sigh of relief escaped her lips. Thankful it did not turn out sourly.
Her relief was short-lived, however. Her breath hitched in her throat as Kiara, the roan mare who introduced herself, added her title in the Falls's working community. The paint was still ignorant of how her community thrived and functioned, but the term Kiara proclaimed herself as had a sort of healing type of power behind it. Again, she delved into another feeling of stupidity as she apologized again in a rambling dialect. She was an idiot! She probably had insulted what could be the masterhealer in this family of hers. How she held her own title as a beginner healer had its comforts and drawbacks in this situation. One drawback being her lack of understanding for the birth of a herb garden. Gardens she somewhat understood. Gardens tended by healers was a different story.
It had taken her a moment to breathe before her heartbeat remained stagnant in the face of another female voice layering the air with sound. The voice didn't drip with insults, but it wanted help? Her large head meekly lifted and turned one of her hetochromatic eyes upon the newcomer. Both mare - in her eyes - were younger than the aging one, but Abishia was even younger compared to Kiara. Even without knowing others, she envied having a nicer childhood even if it were the teenage years. Florabella still couldn't speak between her whimpering, but she attempted to point her nose towards Kiara for a true healer in this place. She pondered how artisans did their work, but it sounded like a better plan to focus more on her own job before Seele frowned disapprovingly upon her and possibly kick her out.
Abishia wanted names though. If she were ever to make any friends, she needed to try. An attempt; she uttered, "Florabella." It was soft, meek, but she didn't want to speak and have her words laced with her self-pity.
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"i talk talk talk "
@[Kiara] , @[Abishia]
//Sorry for the late, yet ugly reply :O I should get back into the groove of RP soon!
Thankfully for Kiara, her bonded heard the other girl coming and alerted her to the new arrival. The paint was younger than Kiara was.... and had a glass horn? The roan girl looked her over curiously. "Greetings, ladies! I'm Abishia, an Artisan. What may I call you?" Well, at least the girl with the strange horn was friendly. "Correct me of I'm wrong, ma'am, But I supposed you were a healer. Is there any way you can help me with this... Accident? I don't want it to get infected. " Oh, that is why she is being so friendly.... She needs something. With a sigh Kiara started to move forward to get a better look.
The girl however seemed content to babel on. "What are you guys doing here?" Keiran padded over to his bonded's side. "Is there any way I can help?" At least she wanted to be useful too. In the meantime, the poor girl who had arrived first seemed to fall silent when Abishia had arrived. In fact if it was not for Keiran's keen hearing Kiara wouldn't of caught her name. Florabella. A strange but beautiful name. The roan offered a soft smile of encouragement before turning to tend to the younger paint. "Hold still, then I can tell you how you can help." The roan closed her eyes tight, feeling the magic flowing already. Each time she used it, it seemed a bit easier to call upon.
Keiran watched eagerly as his bonded got to do what she always had wanted to, to heal others. The magic took the form of a muddy brown and green mixture as it coated over the wounds. The panther could only guess that was from the combination of being Earth and Water based. It did not take long, but it did take a bit out of the roan girl. She gently had to fold her legs and lay down. "Should be good as new, with maybe a little scaring. I can't say I am perfect with this yet." She smiled as tiny hooves kicked her insides again. "What I am trying to do it make a herb garden for the herd. But in order to do so, I needed clear land. Keiran and I have already cleared most of it of weeds, but there is about six saplings that i'm afraid will have to go. He can show you which ones if you wish to help..."
"Typi non habent claritatem insitam; est usus legentis in iis qui facit eorum claritatem."
@[Abishia] @[Florabella] sorry it took me so long <3
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