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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.
It seemed easy. It of course wouldn't be. How much information would they need to give to the other herds to convince them to lend their aid? Gaucho was foolish to think that this quest could be completed just by the might of the Throat alone ... although perhaps that's exactly what the Sun God expected of them. Gaucho began to press his teeth together as he thought. Aid from the Falls would come easily enough. Likely from the Edge too but ...
The Basin.
Looking at those assembled nearly all had voiced their thoughts in a forceful manner, yelling over one another demanding to be heard. Tandavi was soft spoken, but never would he send the girl to the North, not alone anyways. Sighing, Gaucho wished Sohalia was here. Hers was the diplomatic aspect of this role and he could really use her now. She would know what to do, knew how to speak soothingly and with poise and tact. Gaucho was learning, perhaps much slower than most, but he was. Still, his instinct was simply to barge into the snow terrain and demand an item; an unacceptable way to proceed. Soh where are you?
"Thank you." The Wildfire offered to the Sun God, stormy gaze watching as the deity moved away from the group. Gaucho had had more than enough encounters with their Lord that he didn't need his time now; he would let his herd palaver with him should they need it.
"Crafters will make a box with a lock. Items will go into box so that they not stolen while we collect others." He decreed. Then, recalling how his simple ideas had the potential to turn out rather poor, he raised his gaze to those still assembled. "That sound ... good?"
Awesome! Thank you!
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It seems I have arrived late to the party. Ugh. I don't think I like parties all that much. I do not seem to have a purpose here at all. People are talking every which way, and I watch in stunned awe at the Pegasus with horns. He looked like Gaucho, but realer. The way his horns twisted, and the way he walked reminded me of long ago. And how new I was to this world compared to him.
I did not know who he was, but he looked older. Older than Gaucho at least. I contemplate following him. In fear that he might lash out on me, setting fire to my body with those impeccable and seemingly immortal flames. I watch as he heads toward the water. The oasis. And I want to go after him. What would be my consequence if I do? He seems higher up. More in charge than the Wildfire. I guess that was what drew my eyes to him. His aura seems strong and powerful and ageless. I wanted to know his name. Possibly befriend him.
Though I see how the others react to his words. Respectful, never demanding. So, I decide try it out, bounding over with young and thin legs, my frame felt small compared to him but that doesn't stop me. Just like it hadn't when I met Satanic Silk. I had seen him there, but did not go to speak with him. Why would I, After the tone he used with me? When I am by his side, I think of the time I met Kvothe, how we walked side by side in a quiet and non-awkward way. I like that.
Okay. So now I had a goal.
Become friends with this male, in a non-awkward way.
Easy. Just... don't be awkward. I smile up at him, and wonder if he noticed me yet. "Hello sir" I say with a dip of my head, and though I walked beside him I looked up at him as I walked, feeling the sandy ground out for rocks or dips of any kind just in case. "My name is Spice..." I don't bother saying of the Dragon's Throat because: the way he spoke with the others over there made me think that he was was highly respected, just as the Wildfire was. Gaucho lived in the herd, so this one must live with the herd as well. Or, have some affiliation to it in some way.
I scan him over, my emerald eyes not greedy, but soft as I look over him. His body a sandy color, twisted and old horns atop sandy forelocked' brow. He has fire on the underside of his wings, and it reminds me of Gaucho once again and I smile a bit.
Gaucho reminds me of Rhoa. My one friend in this herd, other than that boy on the rocky shore who spoke no words. The one with the doll hanging in his neck. The one with the scary powers.
I push those thoughts away as I await his reply.
Ears flicked forward attentively as the god that stood before them, blazing in all his glory and they, basking in it, assigned them their tasks. Ampere had always found it curious that the gods chose to balance their gifts in this manner. The requests, be they actions or items, had always seemed so trivial to her. What could the God of the Sun need with a crafted item from each herd land? Couldn't he just make them all himself, or acquire them? Surely with all his power he had faster, more efficient methods than mortal labor?
Many seemed to find them ventures of learning, assigned specifically by the gods to teach a lesson, ideally in their favor. Ampere could agree to this theory, albeit she couldn't quite place the gods, certainly not all of them anyway, as teachers. Then again she wasn't one to dwell on religion, if she were she might have recognized that the gods power was nothing without all of them to provide sustenance, worship, faith... entertainment. The gods made them, but to what end? Eternity was so so far that Ampere couldn't even comprehend it. With that much time it made sense to invest something in those that you had made, those that would not last.
Either way, god's intentions or not, a quest had been given. One which gave her an idea. "The edge is holding a competition, open to all," Ampere spoke up, glancing at the new arrival, then the rest of those gathered. "We found the invitation during our patrol. Perhaps we could acquire an item through that, and forge relationships simultaneously?" It was not like Ampere to be so political, but Sikeax had found the glass announcement, and she had been instantly curious to test her might against the Edge. It was a perfect chance to learn more about them too. Embarrassingly, Ampere hardly knew anything about the other herds.
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