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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.
I don't believe that I would ever know what it was about the Endless Blue that always brought a sense of calm to me, even when I was nervous around the gathering of others along the shoreline when collecting water for the Earth God's tasks. It was nice to be able to return to the shores without any sort of "chore" needing to be done, opening up the time to let myself relax and enjoy my thoughts. It was here that I met the lovely Fig, a strangely sweet gal that I now wondered where she went. While I watched the waves kiss the sandy shore, I layed down in the dry, soft sand, familiar with the feeling thanks to the Dragon's Throat. I was careful to make sure that the egg wrapped in my mane and braids would not be crushed underneath me, letting it settle next to me when I used my teeth to loosen the braid. "You get heavy after a while, hun." I chuckled to myself, stretching myself out to lay on my side with my head cushioned on my pile of hair and the egg rolling into my chest, tucked against my legs tenderly.
The warm sunshine felt so good upon my back, the bed of sand and the repetition of the waves slowly beginning to lure me into sleep as I wondered what would be inside my egg. That filly that I had met, the one who thought she broke her egg when it hatched, now had a fox-like creature. Never before had I seen anything else other than a bird or reptile come from an egg, but that sight made a world of possibilities open up. My breathing slowed as I fell into a light slumber, dreaming of birds, foxes, cats, wolves, and all other kinds of wonderous creatures hatching from my egg. It was a nice change from the dreams and nightmares that usually haunted my sleep...
OOC: @[Sikeax]
Verbal/Physical Abuse permitted, no permanently injuring or killing please.
Of all of the places within her world, the sea was the only place that spared her, greeting her into a realm that she blended into well. The lack of walls and seemingly infinite amount of space gave her room to disappear. No one could track her into the waters. It was bliss to fade into the background of existance and leave the face of the planet without fear of being intruded upon.
These days her only intruders were the sea life, and unless they were something particurally large, such a dolphin or a shark. She'd been smart enough to avoid them, but the dolphins proved a much harder task with their probing curiosity. They finally came to drive her from the waters when she could no longer take them, snorting irratibly when water became air in her lungs. She hadn't gotten over the idea that drowning was another way of surviving just yet.
Once out, sand glued itself to her coat and added to the misery of land. She had no plans to become a fish within her next few years, but being greeted by sand when she had spent time in the sea was hell. It refused to release itself from her grasp regardless of any attempts made towards relief.
At least the salt water had brought some sort of halt to the pain of her burns.
Her time of loneliness was short-lived, welcomed by the presence of Morrigan lying within the sand and seeming more than content with their situation. The other healer was more of a stranger to her than she was a friend, only spending small bursts of time with the dark mare when she was forced to. Sikeax choose to hang on loosely to a small amount and not bother herself with the others, but it couldn't be death for her if she was to connect with one of the other healers within the herd on a more personal basis. "Morrigan..." Whispers tremble from her lips as she tries for an acknowledgement, keeping a distance from the larger mare. She watches in worry of out lash, that her presence was not welcome when it was outside of the usual duties. "Would you mind if I join you?"
02-24-2015, 12:23 PM (This post was last modified: 02-24-2015, 12:23 PM by Morrigan.)
My auds twitched in my light sleep, vaguely aware that someone was calling my name. When a question followed, my lids shot open with surprise and I rolled onto my stomach to face whoever was asking me something. As scarlet orbs landed on the familiar form of the Sun Physician, a small friendly smile crossed my lips and I tossed my head to welcome her to come closer. "Of course I don't mind, Sikeax." The young horned mare wasn't exactly a close friend of mine, we were barely acquaintances, colleagues or coworkers at best. It couldn't hurt to better get to know the mare that was not only a member of the same herd, but essentially my boss as well. Indeed, it was a bit of an awkward situation given that this was an unofficial meeting that didn't involve learning about healing properties, but her company would be welcomed none the less.
Auds flicked towards the creamy skinned mare with curiosity as I noticed the burns that laced her wet body, crown tilting to the side in confusion. "Are you alright?" I asked, a little surprised to see the Sun Physician in physical discomfort, not even aware of the potential emotional discomfort that she may have been going through. I had merely assumed that the whispers were because I was sleeping, and perhaps she was unsure if I would be willing to wake up to spend time with her. I repositioned myself in the sands, still laying down but now in a much more comfortable position with my egg nestled safely in the crook of my forelegs.
Verbal/Physical Abuse permitted, no permanently injuring or killing please.
At the movements of the darker mare, she steps backwards, drawing her extended muzzle back in, curling it up against her neck and watching with quiet eyes. Water drips from her body, forming streams that end in waterfalls where it sinks into the sand. The backwards steps place her hind hooves back into the grasp of the ocean which rises to kiss her heels.
Morrigan awakes with such surprise that she pulls her hocks firmly in the water once more, ready for retreat just in case.
Patience overpowers her nervousness, waiting for the sleeping mare to grasp the situation. Ears push forward with interest.
She's given a kind treatment, trying to calm her nerves in response to the healer's acceptance of her company. Her steps are slow, turning about once she is beside the mare. Tired legs fold beneath her, sighing heavily once the bottom of her barrel touched the cool sand. "Thank you. Please, call me Sia. You're my sister of the desert and formalities aren't needed with family."
The idea of Morrigan thinking of her as family is foreign, but their shared home within the Dragon's Throat was enough of a foundation for Sikeax to allow her to call her Sia. Most of the herd did, and it'd be odd to exclude a coworker from using the alias.
A question finally stirs the air. Lying beside the sea in silence would of been nice, and while she wasn't much for conversation as it was, it couldn't hurt. Internally, she longed for times where she could simply graze with someone, having companionship that didn't require too much energy. Lace?, if that was his name, had been someone she loved the company of. Roland did much of the same, but conversations with the chestnut stallion were more suited to her lifestyle. "I'm okay. The Sun is harsh on my skin; it happens every Tallsun. Personally, I think it's a message that I'm not suited for the desert."Along with a lot of other things.
Her eyes glue themselves towards the sea, unmoving. "How has the season been for you?" Naturally, her introvert ways bring her to struggle with the idea of conversation. While others could easily spark conversation and make themselves the life of the party, she was left with the constant struggle of not finding the right words to even capture the attention of a herdmate.
@[Morrigan]