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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.
03-24-2015, 01:37 AM (This post was last modified: 03-24-2015, 01:37 AM by Arah.)
Arah
At Elowyn's sigh Arah turns her head and glances over her shoulder; studying the rather sheepish smile decorating the painted mare's face, the doe wondered if The Basin was quickly growing on the new mare. What kind of home would she make of Aurora Basin? So many other herds might be better suited to her gentle nature, in fact Arah saw much of herself in the young mare. The naive nature and general kindness that seemed to cling to the mare's coat used to be what made Arah who she was. But now? So much had changed...perhaps her life would have worked out extremely differently if she hadn't decided to follow d'Artagnan and Frost Fyre and instead trailed behind Argetlam. Chuckling at the star-struck expression on the painted beauty's face, Arah turns back to once again survey The Basin. "My pleasure." Shuffling a few steps further into The Basin, Arah tilts her head back as she watches the sky for Wynter's return. "Rules?" It would make sense that there where some but honestly Arah didn't have the faintest clue as to what they where. "We're currently allied with The Throat and The Edge." So what did that mean? Looking back over to the mare, Arah ponded some more on her response. Smoothly, the doe kept a passive mask upon her face, keeping control of the situation. "So don't steal or attack them." The fae princess shook her head, and laughed. It seemed terribly unlikely that this mare could steal or attack anyone, then again, hadn't Arah learnt enough to never judge a book by it's cover? "Our Lord or Lady will explain anything else they feel you should know."
A scream called her attention back to Wynter and her eyes then focused upon the figure who was fast approaching them. Strange, some may find it, that the feeling of safety filled her at the sight of Deimos but what they didn't understand was he was apart of her home. A seemingly permeant fixture that had protected her family better than she had. Although slight worry stirred inside the doe; she hadn't mentioned the harsher side of The Basin to Elowyn. Stepping closer the Arah firstly nods in her Lord's direction then looks over the painted mare as if sizing her up for the coming interaction. "The Lord of Aurora Basin." Her hymn is spoken loudly enough that even Deimos would have been able to hear her words as he approached. Then the doe fell silent and waited, watching Deimos move closer to him. The presence of death, chaos and unchallengeable power clung to his dark soul, brutal strength carried the stag to them. When the lord of death bowed to her, Arah sunk into her own bow. Elegantly dipping her great crowned head and neck, making sure to sink lower than her Lord had as a sign of absolute respect. "My Lord." Taking a few steps back she allowed her King to begin his questioning of the new mare, the doe remained silent for the time being. Her attention switching from her King to Elowyn and back again. Perhaps the new mare would surprise her and not crumble underneath the gaze of The Reaper, although it took a great amount of courage to do just that. Few decided to size up against this Lord and ever fewer lived to tell the tale.
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