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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.
Perhaps this place was inappropriate for him. He did not bring a life companion with him to this place of secrecy and solitude. Blightghast brought his thoughts, bagged tight and held close. Only viewable to those who earned it. His date was himself. As sad as it might be he didn't mind. His knowledge was little of Helovia and it only stretched so far as this hidden grove. It was quiet and that was good. Blightghast sat at the edge of the clear pool. His hooves dug into the soft, moist dirt as he gazed upon his reflection. The cuffs tangled in his locks dangled and teased the water beneath him just enough to create a series of rings that expanded outwards into the pond. Was there anyone else around? he pondered for a moment and then realized he didn't actually care. A weak smile pursed his lips and his eyes darted around the small enclosed area. A deep sigh rumbled outwards from his stomach in boredom. The day was particularly hot and he could feel the glare of the sun on his darkly painted hide.
Perhaps a dip in the water would grant him some pleasure on this boring afternoon. Lifting a leg he pounded it downwards into the peaceful waters. Droplets flung upwards and attached themselves onto his face and chest. The water was nice and cool and it gave him relief from the summer heat. One by one he dipped his legs into the cold liquid until he was standing knee deep in satisfaction. Blightghast sipped at the water and occasionally dipped in a little more of his face each time. His thoughts became a little more playful as he pondered the thought of having just a little splash around the pond. After checking more times than he should he was ninety-nine percent positive there was nobody around to witness his childish act.
Raising a front hoof he began to splash at the water. Blightghast stomped around defiantly creating small waves. He halted and waded in the water for a few moments eyeing the shore. Observantly watching the waters fold over each other and then crash into the shoreline. He moved lazily towards the edge of the pond until the water just barely lapped at his hooves. Blightghast began to kneel and then roll over onto his back soaking in the shallow waters on his dusty coat.
tag; @[Seele] words; 401 ooc; sorry this took longer than I had expected c:
The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.
So, why was she out here again? Oh yea, that's right. I was bored so I'd forced her to wander and she'd ended up here. I supposed it was fine - I mean it was far more secluded then a lot of other places. Though, I would say that the Falls was the best to hide and wallow in your thoughts. And now, she was sitting there grumbling about how she was forced to walk all the way out there.
However, what we stumbled across was not necessarily the quietest thing on the planet. The way he splashed the water, getting it all over himself and then, continuing the stomping. A small hiss escaped Seele's mouth in disdain before she forced herself back into the darker shadows again for a few moments. As he moved himself into the water, he dropped to his knees and rolled. Seele could only shake her head - he was definitely asking for someone to go and kick him. But, I was too bored to fight. It required so much thought and I didn't feel like dealing with any of that today.
So, she shuffles out, allowing her bodice to twist and turn enough in order to view him from a good ten feet away. She offers a snort, to allow him to realize that someone else is there, but she does not say anything. No, it is after a few seconds that she merely goes and drops her maw into the water and quenches her dry throat.
His splashing ceased once he realized someone had approached and he quit stomping abruptly. His cheeks flushed a pale red when he noticed it was a female that had come to sip from the pond he was disturbing. The water splashed up against his legs and it was clear he was the only one around who had caused such a commotion. Blightghast stood awkwardly for a few moments confused on what to do next. "It's rather hot out don't you think" he questioned dryly. Droplets ran down his legs and fell from his chest as he moved towards the shore and onto the wet dirt. The urge to shake passed as he realized it might be a rude gesture and he simply flicked his tail of dripping water.
The stranger was short and petite with a pelt that looked like muddied blood. A curious patch of white and a red design within it drew his attention. Only gazing upon the mare in brief moments he was careful not to look like he was staring too much. Her horn was long and looked rather delicate. Although he was sure he didn't want to test that theory. Blightghast moved a little closer and the cuffs on his locks chimed in unison to his movements. A sigh escaped from deep within his belly and he gazed upon the blazing sun with disapprovement.
tag; @[Seele] words; 250 ooc; no muse at the moment D:
The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.
Seele the Necromancer and every demon wants his pound of flesh; but i like to keep some things to himself
When he stopped splashing a smirk crossed the mare's face. Apparently someone didn't wish to embarrass themselves when one of the opposite gender was present. As if completely awkward, he seems to come up with some random comment about the weather which causes her slightly darker toned laugh to escape her maw. "Perhaps," she mused, the horribly ironic smirk upon her face as she shuffles her weight and watches his movements. Yellow eyes are trained to study others. That, my dears, was something she could not ever change and was something that I wanted to keep that way.
It seemed, for the most part, that he was attempting to be polite. He was, after all, dealing with the dripping water like a gentleman. And, when he moved in closer, Seele allowed her maw to raise, nostrils flaring in an attempt to find his normal scent beneath the soggy one that claimed his coat. Really, she couldn't come up with anything at the moment and that did little to make her feel any less paranoid in this situation. Her ears flickered up as well, when the sound of his jewelry clanked in front of her. "I thought hair ornamentation was for women - though it seems you have proven that to be wrong. What are you even doing around, out here?" she questions, allowing her body to move in ever so slightly closer. Perhaps she should have asked his name, but at the moment she had no desire for that. Simple banters between two strangers was amusing enough for me, and so it would be amusing enough for her.
'Perhaps', he glances at her cheekily but his advance is denied with an unsure response. He takes a step back from the stranger to prove he is no threat and watches the mare with a childish curiosity. Blightghast is careful not to meet her gaze just in case he comes across as creepy. His ears face forward as he looks upon the feathers in her tail. He purses his lips into a weak smile as he remembers the days when he sold trinkets just like that with his father. 'Sell them to the pretty girls and maybe you'll get a date' his old man would say. He chuckles to himself and looks away from the mare sheepishly.
'I thought hair ornamentation was for women - though it seems you have proven that to be wrong. What are you even doing around, out here?'. He clears his throat, "Well as you can see that is not the case". Blightghast sways his tail back and forth creating a mess of high pitched chimes. "Where I come from jewelry is a sign of wealth" he smirked, "even for a man." His tail flops back down to his feet and drags along the ground as he takes a few steps closer to the mare. A sun dipped gaze looks away from the stranger out of boredom and he sighs, "I'm not here for really any reason, as you can see I'm not really from around here."
tag; @[Seele] words; 260 ooc; --
The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.
I'm not sure what was going on in his head, but he seemed horribly amusing. She shuffled her weight and watched him carefully, taking in each of his actions before he actually responded to her little quip about his jewelry. She cannot help but to give a gentle laugh - awkward but gentle - as he speaks of it relating to wealth. "I cannot say your wealth will help you much here, unfortunately for you," she speaks as he steps in closer. She smirks, stepping in closer as well before sticking her nose up in mild disdain at his soggy scent. "not from around here might be an understatement," she muses before gently swishing her tail.
Golden orbs flicker towards him, going to meet his gaze for a moment before rolling her shoulders. 'However, I will say that gathering information about the lands is always pertinent." Gently, she steps off, going to circle him with a wide enough berth to keep her out of kicking range while inspecting him. Muscled, lean, but generally well-kept. He seemed smart enough to stick around with for a little while at least. "So what might I have the pleasure of calling you?" she inquires. Alas, if he could really know that she doesn't feel I doubt that he'd be willing to answer. So, I stayed quiet in her head and smirked away in my own little corner. This entire situation was beyond amusing. So, perhaps it was time to see just who she could call upon for more amusement in the future.
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