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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.
Dawn poured light into the desert with a heavy sigh, slow and steady while the fresh palette of colours bathed the tired world into a new day. The Sun Physician stirs beneath the grasp of her frail lover, pulling away into freedom, greeted with cold, damp air that laid itself over the morning. Heat crept in the southern chamber and grasped the cold night air with a firm grasp and burned the dew off with a practiced hand.
Morning air promised early relief and a fast start against a battle she couldn't win.
She prepares herself for the battle against nature and enters the desert, naked without the day's application of Aloe Vera. The abundance of the foliage was a gift from the Gods, something she could easily run to when it was needed and always found a vein when there appeared to be nothing left. The Dragon's Throat might of been greedy with their herb while the rest of Helovia burned in the agony of a particularly harsh Tallsun, but Sikeax had never thought of the idea to offer it to the other herds.
Lena had been more than kind to bring her herbs that she would of had to make a long trip to gather, and after making sure that the bay mare was sent home with medicines to aid her own family, the thought crossed her mind more often. Going to the Edge with Andromeda long ago had been interesting and paid off well, getting to admire a landscape she'd never had to the chance to.
Visiting the Foothills, now known as the Hidden Falls(for whatever reason. The memories of the snow covered hills were blurred and almost nonexistant these days), couldn't wound her in any form. Their alliance had brought Lena and her together, the least it could do was set up some of ties between her and other healers.
She drags herself into the oasis by the time that the Sun has pulled it's full body into the sky, barely above the horizon, dim, tired, and low in light. The void swallows any of the souls she could of taken along with her, searching with lazy eyes for the presence of one of her healers. Bringing them along couldn't hurt, offering a treat to her co-workers so that their jobs wouldn't seem so boring.
OOC: Oh my god, this isn't very good. Apologies to you two!
Promise to make the next posts better.
Lastly, I'd like to keep this thread moving pretty quickly if possible.
@[Voodoo] @[Morrigan]
"If you could hear me then, can you hear me now?"
In winter, some voices are like coats - Mosteghanemi
03-12-2015, 12:14 PM (This post was last modified: 03-12-2015, 02:00 PM by Voodoo.)
VOODOO && OUIJA "there's a shadow just behind me shrouding every step i take,
making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me."
Ouija scrambles at your feet, the strong click, click, click of her jaws snapping together as she bites at flies making your skin crawl. "Oui!" you finally growl after what has to be the three hundredth time she's made that disgusting noise. The kit freezes in her steps, big ears folding back and shoulders slumping as she cowards down.. as if you've ever given her a reason to do so anyway. 'Sorry. So many bugs.' she whimpers, forgiveness heavy in her voice. Recently, she had begun to pick up emotions and pull them into conversation, making you feel even worse when you had to scold her for being a pest.
Slowly the two of you amble toward the oasis, morning quickly creeping over the horizon, the sun leaching any of the dew that may have formed on the tops of the desert flowers during the night. Eventually the pool comes into view and a heavy sigh leaves your chest, lifeless eyes flitting to the small ball of white and brown fur as your bonded trots away to find her breakfast. 'Want bird?' the kit squeaks in your mind, taking our precious space as your bond grows closer and closer with the day. You chuckle to yourself, shaking your long skull back and forth as the young companion babbles about her favorite snacks, thick forelock still curly and voluminous since your patrol on the beach.
The mare with the glowing horn, Sikeax, stands at the water's edge, sleepiness heavy on her small face. "Morning." you offer to the champagne washed woman, glossy eyes placing the crinkled sunburns along her soft snout. Your brows narrow carefully, discomfort invading your chest; no matter the amount of pain, you hate to see any herd mate - or any one really - uncomfortable.
The water is reviving, washing over her wounds with a gentle hand that brings slight pain, recoiling in such a form that it would seem that it was apologizing for the discomfort it brought upon her skin. A wince wrinkles the lines across her sun burned features, bathed in dim light that fades in the heavenly glow of the Sun above. Any bouts of pain empty themselves into the abyss by the time the two visitors have arrived.
A heavy sigh pulls air from her lungs and funnels it into the world through rebirth. Sleep nipped lazily at her mind and she blinks, once, twice, fluttering sky blue eyes behind pale lashes clotted with dust, before turning her small head about to meet him.
She had originally wanted someone to work with for the day, but the stallion was not someone she had really known well. Voodoo and Ouija, right? They had met in the past while working on the festival activities, but it hadn't been all that many words exchanged between the two of them. Together, they seemed like strangers who lived in the same apartment complex, only knowing each other's names and faces through constant glimpses of one another and small talk.
It couldn't hurt to remove the title of strangers and replace it with something else. It wouldn't wound the pair to ask them if they had plans for the day and would like to aid her in her work.
No, not at all. Everyone needed to do their part somewhere along the way.
"Good morning." Sleep coats all of her words, still heavy in her physical form as her tail sweeps lazily against her hind legs. "Did I wake you in my arrival?"
The well being of the herd's health rested with her and the other healers(who seemed to have fallen off the face of the desert altogether), and to act in ways that compromised their health in any form seemed a sin.
"Or are you simply enjoying the morning?"
OOC: Apologies for the wait! I was originally waiting for Xy, but gave me the go ahead to skip her.
@[Voodoo]
"If you could hear me then, can you hear me now?"
In winter, some voices are like coats - Mosteghanemi
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