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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.
02-10-2015, 12:15 PM (This post was last modified: 02-10-2015, 12:16 PM by Saffron.)
Saffron
you exist in TIME, but belong to ETERNITY
Go forth and do this task! Well that's the short of it. The details don't really matter so much as the intention. So I wander off from the gathering in the meadow, setting my course for the Frozen Arch. My gut tells me there may not be many seeking the shelter of ice. I look behind me, hoping to see that Ayelet has followed me. The glass mare is beautiful and fascinating to me beyond belief. I stop and let her catch up. Sure, you could say it was just to be nice, but more so it was so I could get a good look at her. I can see her heart inside, the snow transformed through her figure. She is more beautiful than I could ever imagine. But how does she exist? I don't understand. Perhaps she'll take pity on me and explain herself to me. I'm almost too shy to ask. "We should look around and see if there is anyone that has yet to hear the news. No creature left behind." I offer the femme a somewhat silly smile and wait a moment for her response before looking around to see if there's any life. There doesn't appear to be, but maybe someone will show up.
My hooves thundered beneath me as I rushed away from the wooden boat that the Earth God had made for everybody. So far his only request was that we all spread the news of the oncoming flood and tell every soul to make for the vessel.
That was easier said than done.
It seemed as though everybody was scrambling everywhere telling anyone and everything to get themselves to safety. Surely there couldn't be all that many more to find and tell? My dark eyes caught sight of an orange and black pelt that seemed to be traveling deeper into the Frozen Arch territory.
“Wait!” I call out to them as I made my way over. Once I had reached them though, I was surprised to find that this creature was not an equine. Instead it was more...feline. Which didn't matter. This creature deserved to live just as much as every one else, “Have you heard the news of the coming flood and to head to the boat?”
I hoped they had. It would be much easier if they had. Who knows maybe they themselves were looking for others to warn as well? I looked around for Argen and Solomon, the stallion and his dragon companion, who had asked to be my partner for the boat. Did he follow me here? It was a little bit chaotic with everybody trying to leave at once. Maybe I should have waited a bit? But then that took away from the potential of being able to warn others. No...I did the right thing. I wanted to help save all. Hopefully I could. I just don't know what I would do if I knew I could have saved someone but didn't.
"Astra's speech"|"Astra's thoughts"
WORD COUNT;; 287
TAGGED;; @[Argen]
OOC;; horrid astra post...sorry for how bad it is...and time I figured we'd try to get atra and argen involved and stuff.
Crystalline bodies trails behind the striped predator, hesitant and afraid. Wishing. She had chosen better in terms of a partner, she grows afraid with each passing step. They were doubts coming to her head as she walked into a desolate land of snow and ice, in a land where no one could hear her scream. Fear twisted within her mind as her light nestles upon her withers. Turning to face the beast she offers but a nod to show understanding to what the tiger was saying. Motioning to the region to her left, offering a delicate smile of sympathy.
Nodding quietly to the white mare and her dripping coal spine, eyes flicking to the stallion and his bronze beast. Unsettled by the vicious beasts that grouped, she turned herself away with her head gently tossing to the side. She walks quietly away, doing nothing but mumbling about the thistle meadow and a boat. Nothing more and nothing less. She was far too fearful to speak louder than a whisper catching in the wind.
Argen followed the mare as she raced off after the large, impressive tribred stallion had commanded them. The roan beast cantered easily after her, not keeping pace with her but still keeping her in his sights. She was frantic and she rushed, but Argen knew he needed to conserve his strength--he did not know what was in store for them in the slightest. All he knew was there was a flood, a boat, and a mission.
One step at time. Solomon trilled as he glided overhead, bronze scales shimmering brilliantly in the sunlight. The dragon's silhouette danced across the frozen ground, littered with snow despite the reaching hands of Tallsun nearly reaching their peak. Lowering his altitude, the draconian companion glided at Argen's side, flashing him a toothy smile for comfort that even radiated in his lightning yellow eyes. The large dragon was excited for the unknown, the adventure, and he would take one whatever him and his bonded were to be thrown through head-on.
His partner, still unknown to him, approached something in the distance. Speeding up, Argen closed the distance between him and the oddly painted female. Standing on her left, the boy raised a brow at the tiger before looking around more. To his surprise, he found a woman completely made of glass. "You better get to the boat, or you'll sink." He nearly snorted at his own joke, but a simple chuckle sufficed.
We are the long forgotten sons
And daughters that don't belong to anyone
We are alone under this sun
We work to fix the work that you've undone
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