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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.
She doesn't laugh like I expect her too as I tumble into the waves, nor does she reprimand or scoff. She smiles, and for some reason I wonder why I was ever afraid to try and fly in the first place. Why would I ever be afraid, ashamed, or embarrassed if I have Spice with me? She won't make fun of me, or think badly of me - at least, right now I don't think she will. It feels like being around her makes me stronger, and more confident... maybe braver even. I wish the bird-lady was here to see me. I would like to know if this is what she meant by brave, because right now I think I could do anything.
Her body drifts towards mine. At first I"m not sure if this is just an accident, I mean, there is a current and the waves can easily push our bodies around. However as her wing rises and falls against my shoulder I know that it was intentional. I feel the same heat rush to my cheeks as it did earlier when I thought she saw me fall from the sky onto the ground, but it feels different. It's warm all over, which is absurd because I know my body is still freezing. Maybe she's just warmed the parts that matter - some part in my soul that so long as it's warm nothing else matters. I let my body brush against hers as I pull a water logged wing from the water to try and place over her shoulders as well. It pulses warmly with light but gives off no more heat than hers does. But that doesn't matter. Together, it's enough.
She looks at me, her eyes seemingly capturing the sea itself, and smiles. I can't help but smile too, but this time I lower my gaze. Looking at her too long is almost ... well it's difficult in some hard to specify way. That doesn't mean I don't like it, it just means ... well, I actually don't know what it means. I hazard another glance at her, and find my smile widening. "Spice." I say, for no reason in particular other than I like saying it.
I sigh and look towards the shore, and let my gaze continue on to the land bridge. If we want to make it to the Throat we should probably get going, especially before night falls and things really start to get cold.
"There's beaches on the Throat too - bigger ones than this and the water is a little warmer too. If we leave now I'm sure we can find my Father before he leaves to patrol."
11-27-2014, 05:59 PM (This post was last modified: 11-29-2014, 02:56 PM by Spice.)
Spice enjoyed this colt of grey's company.
She loved being near another that was not her Mother. She loved it. It wasn't like just time spent with her mother day in and day out, it was a change. And she welcomed it.
When he says her name, she wonders why. Maybe he forgot what he was going to say, but it didn't matter when he had mentioned the other beaches. She smiled wide and whispered in his ear, hoping her breath to be warm and tickle the dark grey-furred ear -
"Then let's go!" She then feels his wing on her shoulder for the first time. It was warm and different against her fur. The light of his illusion'ed wings had reflected on her wet back. She looked at his wing, then at him, with a kind smile on her face, she pulled her own back (of course, not trying to make him feel like she didn't want the warmth) and made her way up the sandy shore.
She shook herself, both wings to her side, mane and tail flying. When she stopped, her fur all ruffled, she faced Rhoa. "I would like to be able to meet your father, he seems like a good pegasus." She honestly just guessed he had wings. Well, Rhoa had wings and he seemed to take after his father with the light...and hadn't he mentioned his Father had wings when describing the magic in his bloodlines?
She couldn't remember, but she thought he had. Smiling, she looks to the land bridge, ready for the trip to the sandy land of the Dragon's Throat. She wanted to meet everyone she could in the Dragon's Throat. As well as others from different herds like the...World's Edge Jahzara, the female equine she had met in the Threshold with Bucephalus, she had been from the World's Edge. She remembered the dark and never ending pit she had imagined when she heard those words.
I follow her easily and happily out of the water. My body and wings feel heavy as the water seems to try and pull me back in, but nothing can keep me from her. My white-barred forelegs struggle slightly, even wobble a little as my hooves slip in the sand, but eventually I am out. I shake as she does, and my body feels loose and tired but much lighter than before. As she speaks of my Father, I nod.
"He is indeed. He is a great warrior, the best in all of Helovia I think. If he's ever lost a fight its only been a few times." Has he ever lost? I'm not sure that that he has, but then again maybe I was just never told about that. I wonder how old he was when he started training. He won't let me train yet, he says that because my bones are still growing I can't risk serious or permanent injury. That doesn't stop Ivezho and I from playing around. At least ... it didn't when he was still here. I feel my heart momentarily lurch, but I dismiss it quickly.
"All we have to do is go across the land bridge. There might be a few patrols who see us coming, but if you're with me it won't matter."
Suddenly, I have an idea.
Inconspicuously I move to her side, acting as if I'm looking around, but out of the corner of my eye I'm always looking at her. I begin to whistle, just a little, to distract her. I don't know if it'll work. Before I can find out, one of my wings shoots from my side to try and brush against her shoulder. "You're it!" I cry joyfully as I dance away to the left, pushing against the sand and moving up the hill that led to the water. I begin to run towards the bridge. I keep my wings pressed tightly against my flanks - I know that she can't fly yet, and so it wouldn't be fair of me to. And if I keep my wings pressed in like this I'll be more .. what's the word? Aero...something ? I don't remember.
The point is, I'll be faster.
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