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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 wasn’t so much little by little that the guilt had been weighing on her, more of a constant source since she had made the decision. It had felt so easy, so seamless, that transition - obviously she would do whatever it took to make her friend happy. Had it been right and would he actually be happy? Did he believe her when they nestled up together and she whispered that she loved him too?
Because she did. That was the reason why she had done all this, why she had given him a family, because she loved her dear friend, her oldest friend.
There was a twist in her stomach every time she looked at their daughter, remembering the lies that had given birth to such a beautiful baby girl. Naerys was perfect. She had wanted to be a mother again for so long - and now she had both of her children here with her. Things were finally smoothed over with Arty, would he hate her again if he knew?
It felt like each day that passed, the idea of sharing this burden with someone was more tempting. Could she find someone to help soothe her worries, that could help her figure out whether she had made a good or bad decision? Was that selfish of her? Self-conceited, seeking the approval of someone else to justify her actions.
Hemlock tried to console her however he could, sticking close to her now and only leaving to hunt when he absolutely had to - usually when she was with her family or someone that he trusted. Even Miykael could be counted on for that - he would never let anything happen to her - but the thoughts she had while she thought Naerys had died had alarmed him. Thoughts of taking her own life, thoughts of dying along with her child, they had not left the little owl’s mind.
The pair - Alysanne with Hemlock perched on her head keeping an eye out - were wandering around the Edge. She wanted to go stand on the cliffs, to feel the breeze of the ocean cool her hot skin, but Hemlock wouldn't hear of it. So they stuck to the shade of the pines, the soft sunlight of the early morning dappling the grass with spots of gold whenever the branches did not block it out.
She wasn't entirely sure she knew what she was looking for - a distraction maybe? It would be good to come across someone, a friend. She never seemed to lack the desire to be with her friends lately.
Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
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Morning had always been Evangeline's favorite time of day. It was still cool from the night, the birds were just beginning to awaken and fill the air with song, deer and squirrels among other animals foraged. It was something out of a fairytale and made the world seem so much more peaceful than it really was. In the early morning she could lose herself for a while and feel like the world wasn't as bad as it really was. But as the day wore on and the sun grew hotter, when the birds retreated into their nests to rest and shield themselves from the sun, everything began to seem more hostile and less innocent. She wished that the feelings the mornings brought could last forever, that she could keep her rose colored glasses on for the rest of her life and not think about what was hiding in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Tallis stirred on her back, making the mare turn her head to look at the orange dragon as he lifted his head and yawned. "Sleepy head." She teased lightheartedly, a smile on her lips. Tallis yawned again then lifted his body and stretched, careful not to prick Evangeline with his sharp claws. "Did you sleep well?" 'Yes.' Tallis answered. 'Very well. Eva comfy.' As he spoke he moved from her back to her neck where he draped himself with his head resting between her ears. It was his favorite position, but in light of recent events he had taken to flying and scouting the areas ahead of Evangeline to keep her out of harm's way.
The pair moved in silence, Eva occasionally stopping to graze a bit and Tallis clinging to her so he wouldn't fall on the ground. It continued until she lifted her head and spotted movement among the trees not too far away. Her ears pricked and her head tilted slightly. "Hello?" Tallis disapproved of Evangeline calling out to anyone without knowing who it was, but the black and white coat made her think immediately of Kahlua and it had been some time since she'd seen the queen. 'Silly queen.' Tallis corrected.
The pair were moving along quietly when a voice called out with a tentative greeting. Grasping at the chance for company, Alysanne’s mood instantly warmed up. Hemlock rustled his feathers apprehensively, unsure about who this mysterious voice belonged to. Was there a dragon involved? Would it be someone to upset Aly? But she ignored his apprehension - she didn’t care. Company was company and any distraction was certainly welcome. “Hi there!” Her voice was bright and enthusiastic, overcompensating for the turmoil in her heart. It just wouldn’t do to have anyone catch on that something was wrong, that she wasn’t her usually, blissful self. She could spy a chestnut coat through the trees but it wasn’t until she rounded a couple more that she spied exactly who it was. “Evangeline!”
Quickly, the painted pegasus moved closer and stopped before the chestnut mare. They didn’t know each other well, these two - which was a shame. They had been living together in the same herd for two years now and really the only time Alysanne could think of where they had been in the same vicinity had been at herd meetings. Maybe today would be their chance to forge a new friendship? Alysanne’s manner was warm, a little too warm. She was trying to be calm to focus only on this chance encounter, the anticipation of getting to know the pretty mare before her a little better should be enough of a distraction.
She knew she was thinking too much about everything, she was letting a simple decision get clouded by worry, and a vacation from those thoughts was most welcome.
Hemlock, eyeing the head of the dragon that was resting on Evangeline, shifted in his spot between his own bonded’s ears. Why did everyone have to have a dragon?
Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
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It was mildly disappointing that the black and white coat that Evangeline had spotted through the trees did not belong to Kahlua. The mare, instead, was one that she did not know nearly as well as she did the queen. Alysanne, she knew from herd meetings, but other than that the mare was a mystery to the Emissary. She seemed nice enough from what she had seen in the meetings and the way she greeted Eva was friendly and warm enough. 'Too friendly.' Tallis scoffed through their mental bond. "Hush." She scolded the dragon. 'Its true. Too friendly is suspicious.'"Hush." Evangeline scolded again, her tail flicking with mild irritation because of the reptile and his refusal to trust anyone.
"Its good to see you again, how have you been?"
"Yes, its good to see you again, too. I've been ..." She paused, thinking back to the arguments with Thor because of her stubbornness and refusal to trust him, the tears that he'd ripped from her, and the healing that had begun and she sighed softly. "Well. I've been well." She smiled and she could feel Tallis' smugness because in his mind he was the one that had pushed her and Thor together and while he had played a big role in it Eva would not admit it. His ego would grow so large that he would no longer fit in the Edge.
"And you? How have you been?" She posed the same question to the mare. "I think this is the first time we've actually spoken outside of a herd meeting." There were quite a few that Evangeline could think of that she knew from meetings but not from actual conversations. "How is Resplendence? ...and her herb garden?" She sought out common ground for them to do some sort of bonding over and Resplendence seemed the logical choice since they both knew the strawberry mare.
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