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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.
09-03-2014, 10:38 PM (This post was last modified: 09-03-2014, 10:39 PM by Midas.)
Cold slant is beneath my feet. I stand, back facing the river. Crown angled toward the forest. It was twilight, our land was basked in a warm glow. Fina nudged my shoulder, “Call them, Midas. Be done with this.” The herd needed to know, I’d promised to announce it – and I’d make good of my word. “Hidden Falls, sisters and brothers. Hear my words today.” Earth had spoken, given his blessing for this to occur; and against my mortal instincts (for what good are instincts compared to the understanding of a god.) I went with it. If he believed no harm would come from this – if he believed the best, then I would trust his judgment…even if I couldn’t bring myself to yet trust them with something as precious as life.
They came. Slowly but steadily – most with curiosity, some with annoyance. I paid little attention to either expression and couldn’t bring myself to force a smile.
When a sufficient number of this family had mustered I spoke, “After a palaver with our patron God, it has come to my attention that Basin will be hosting a celebration; in honor of their patron lord.” Honeyed gaze is narrow and my words are even, lacking the familiarity of warmth, “All who are of unicorn descent are invited to this event.” One of those leaves that I’d been carrying around fluttered to the ground, trailing the air and blowing off toward the crowd. The crude little prints were a smudged from being hauled about, but it was mostly undamaged; “Be courteous to hosts if ye plan to attend, I would also advise a watchful eye – take such as ye will.”
OOC: You are not required to post to this. Midas will not likely be posting again, unless it is deemed necessary.
09-10-2014, 07:06 PM (This post was last modified: 09-10-2014, 07:07 PM by Bellona.)
The colored wonder had been trailing after the paint since their rendezvous with the unicorns; a broad smile upon her lips and a dark chuckle falling from it as she watched the man labour on his journeys. Orange eyes had watched the encounter with interest -- although barred legs had itched to join in on the fun -- but now that the slated deity has left them the bird's curiosity has returned. What is it that you burned, Midas? What made you earn your punishment?
The peahen holds herself back amongst the shadows when she sees her Czar mount a tilted rock. A flaming gaze settles itself upon the backs of all those who present themselves at his call, again taking in the sight of all those who are still foreign to her. Among the crowd of those who mean nothing to her are some that she has seen before, but she feels no urge to greet them. I feel no bond with any of these beasts. What have they done to earn my trust? Despite her critical analysis the bird knows that each of those who have come here hold some integral part to running the herd. One of these days I will have to meet them all. Unlike what her thoughts might hint towards, she does not look forward to this ordeal.
The gold-footed man's tone shakes the bird free of her resentment. She listens to his words attentively, absorbing all of the information that she can until one juicy bit unsettles her. "All who are of unicorn descent are invited to this event." The maiden rips her head up skywards as bright plumage does the same. Unicorns only? We will see about that. Her ruffled feathers remain this way even as the vixen turns on dark heels, privately adjourning herself from the meeting.
Lean pillars are merciless to the foliage that blocks her departure, tearing at vines and uprooting ferns as she makes her way through it as hastily as she can. Churning legs halt in their upheaval of the land when her raging mind realizes that she has forgotten something. Where the hell is this place? A green banner whips against her flanks at her own stupidity, and broad sails snap open with a burst of annoyance. She has become hasty in her rage, but the volatile emotion is good for one thing: taking charge.
The seething maiden dashes forwards a few paces, launching herself into the air by the time she has gained enough speed to do so. With the anticipation of a party to crash, one must waste no time in following through with such things. The beauty redirects her course so that she can seek out one who may be of some use to her. It has been too long, Oxy.
{Woop for information! Although she forgot something vital! 8D Bellona is out!}
"Sed interdum rutrum urna, sed pellentesque sapien tempor in."
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Finally I've made it to something! Something that perhaps I am not needed at, but really, when am I ever needed? I plod along quietly, for the most part, violet eyes glancing around, looking from face to face as I move. No one is of particular interest but the painted King; his tiny body and all of its glory seemed to all be smashed into that silver thing hanging around his neck. What does that do anyway? 'Mental note: Ask Midas where you can get shiny necklaces', okay?
I stop on the outskirts of the meeting, though it is somewhat difficult because everyone staggers around and refuses to allow there to be an actual "outskirts" within ear shot. I stand around by myself, breathing slowly and trying to match my exhale with every other pump of my heart until I grow bored of that. Thankfully, Midas begins with what it was that he wanted us all gathered for, and I allow my eyes to dance back up into his direction. He spoke of a gathering, a party I imagined, that the Aurora Basin would be holding, and how that anyone of unicorn decent would be welcomed. The warning flew over my head as I suddenly found myself smiling at the idea of visiting the GildedBlade.
Once the Czar seemed to be finished with his -well, it didn't exactly feel like an invitation, more of a warning- gathering I guess, a colorful mare shot into the air, her hide dancing with life as she made her way out of the crowd. Completely unfocused and now giddy, I felt my face curl into a wicked grin and I pranced away with an arched tail and plenty of pep in my step.
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