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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.
SHOVE THAT IN YOUR PIPE AND SMOKE IT. Or is it suck it?
Hmmm... I'm not the best with phrases, which probably explains why I make up my own.
Anyways, not the point.
I FUCKING WON. All those smartasses pranced around like they were soooooo clever, but me'n mah boy (aka the Edge guy who had to follow me around) NAILED IT. NAILED IT RIGHT IN THE ASS AND I WON.
Only ... the fuck did I win? Some glass thing? I listen to the pretty queen, and she says that their glass-ers will make me whatever I want. Idk... I only came here to be better than Auri, I hadn't really thought this far ahead. And I mean, lets be honest. Given what a clusterfuck of explosions I am, glass isn't really my jam. I mean ... the fuck would I do with ... glass ...
Oh. Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah. I know.
Except I don't know the word for it. But it's a thing for Da. He always chews his locoweed but ... I've heard about shamans and guys like that burning it. Only you can't just burn it regular, cause you have to be able to catch the smoke. So that's what I want.
But how do I describe it?
"I want...uhh...Like a vase. But with a ... you know, like a spout. Only instead of water you put fire in it. And instead of flowers I guess ... weeds? Does that make sense?"
Da is going to shit himself when I show him this. That is, if they know what it is i'm talking about.
.... Shida basically wants a medium sized bong. :|
02-09-2015, 04:04 AM (This post was last modified: 02-09-2015, 04:05 AM by Parelia.)
Honey eyes had watched from a distance enjoying the festivities and waiting to make the winner what they desired. Smiling she laughed as they all thought up crazy ideas. Cheering as the winners were announce she watched the young horned girl and the giant hybrid watching to make sure they were taken care of. Seeing the girl was left on her own, she walked over smiling warmly at the young girl. "Congratulations Shida! You had some awesome answers! I'm Parelia by the way." Her voice was excited and motherly. Dancing eyes watched the light skinned girl. "Do you have any idea what you would like?"
She tilted her head slightly wings pulled in close to her large sides. The winged mare was very ready for her baby to be born, then she could see it's cute face, and not be a whale. Ears pricked curiously as she listened to her request. Closing her eyes she thought long and hard picturing the thing as a whole. The pulling up her granted magic the cremello thought hard focusing piece by piece on the item. Slowly on the ground the item formed. Glass appeared slowly twisting in it's liquid state. Sweat crept it's way up through her white and cream pelt turning it darker. Squeezing her eyes shut tight as she finished shaping the piece. Breathing heavily she lowered her muzzle to it looking it over for imperfections. It was smooth and perfect, in her mind, but what did the foal think? "Is this what you had in mind? It has a bowl for fire, a steam, and an empty place for the uh... weeds." She smiled turning soft honey orbs up at the girl. "Do you mind me asking who are your parents?" Hoping it wasn't to bold Parelia waited patiently for her answer. It didn't really matter, she was just curious.
"Speach"’Thoughts’
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OOC: I am so so sorry it took so long! life ate me! div>
I mean, let's get one thing straight. I would never trade my magic for anything but ... I can't create things. I just explode the fuck out of life, and squeeze out every last drop. But she ... she just takes nothing and makes it into something. That's some deep philosophical shit right there, yo.
"It's PERFECT." I squeal as she lowers to to me for inspection. "Give it. er-" My blue eyes flash upwards, and I bite my tongue. Fuck. That was rude. "-I mean. Thank you." I take the bong and set it gently down by my hooves wondering how the fuck I was supposed to get it home to Da without breaking it.
Speaking of -
My ears flickered as she asks about my parents. I don't know why it matters to her, but it isn't like I care if she knows. "Ma and Da." I say unhelpfully, and once again, bite my tongue. Good one idiot. That cleared everything right up. I chastise myself, shrugging my mistake off carelessly. "Elsa and Oxy. We live in the falls. I got a twin too."
My eyes drift to her flanks, and I exhale slightly. I remember horn-face yelling at me for almost popping that one preggo lady, and since I've already learned my lesson, I don't offer to pop her. Still. She looks like she's about to do that on her own (which I articulate): "You look like you're about to pop. You gonna make stuff like this for your kid?"