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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.
3 attacks + 1 closing defense
Standard timeline
No restrictions on magic or companions
Set in the center of Thistle Meadow, early morning while the temps are still low
Tens of thousands of leafy blades carpeted the meadow, so long and lush that they fell over in little hillocks of green and tan. A single mound of bluish- black lay nestled among them, the contrast of colors becoming more and more apparent as the warming light of day began to rise and do battle with the cool of the night.
Slowly and with a calculated gentleness of movement the stallion rose. Tawny ears and black muzzles swiveled toward him from all around the meadow, but no white flags of warning lifted. The woodland deer of Helovia were a sheltered breed and even their inherited cautions didn't stretch wide enough to include fellow grazing animals. They left the roan unchallenged among them and returned to eating.
Freed of suspicion the stallion edged away from the main body of the herd. He dragged his nose between green shoots and paused on every step as if to graze, but only anticipation filled his mouth and stomach. He had watched the herd enter and taken note of several newborn fawns snuggled tight against their mother’s flanks; had continued to watch as they began to wander toward the fringes of the group, bored by their parent’s seeming inactivity.
A few of the males had paired up to feign locking antlers and kicking out at one another, their attention completely focused on the game until the stallion approached. Most were unnerved by the stranger’s closeness and fell back, but one boisterous male stood his ground, encouraged by the adult’s complete lack of concern.
The roan stretched out his neck and fluttered his nostrils at the fawn, ears trained hard forward and the little one puffed out his chest to mimic the pose, boldly straining his tiny nose toward the larger male. The fawn’s eyes cut away from the stallion just as the velvet of their muzzles brushed, desperate to see the impression his bravery made on his playmates, but it wasn’t admiration that shone in their eyes when he met him.
As the fawns gaze turned the stallion lunged forward, his expression suddenly transformed from friendship to aggression. Black rimmed ears folded flat as his mouth snarled open and clamped down on the fawns spine just behind the shoulders. He gripped hard, forcing a weak chirr-up from the fawns lungs as he compressed them, and arched his neck to lift the panicked animal away from the ground.
Word count: 402 Intro
Attack: 0/3
@[Amara]
OOC: This is definitely something he would do in his spare time. And I thought something along these lines might help set your girl off, though whether in disgust or perverse interest is up to you. ;)
i walked hastily, stretching out my wing with my heart sighing as i did so. my stomach churned at the feeling of my left wing, despite sia’s healing it still hurt to fly and i was only able to glide for a short time before the pain became too much and i had to land. it had been a few months since the damage was done, and i was too scared to do anything for fear i’d do something bad to my wing again. i wasn’t sleeping as i usually am at this time of day, my movement sluggish because of such. sameira had scampered off, finding i wasn’t as entertaining as the mass of deer that leaped through the fields, a howl rising from her throat as she raced behind them with joy spilling from her large being. amber eyes watch her for a time, my eyes settling upon the clashing males, antlers locked and nostrils flaring as testosterone and rage melted from their bodies, sweat staining their solid beige coats. they backed off of one another, circling with their bodies tense, performing a strange dance of dominance as they rose and clashed once again. their horns locked, heads twisting and hind legs propelling them forward while forelegs struck outwards. sammie begins barking, our mental bond the new focus of my attention as she screams in pure white hot fury at something. asshole let the child go! she screeches, and through her eyes i see a large roan stallion pinning down and innocent fawn, watching it struggle beneath the brute’s grasp. ”fucking fight him sammie don’t just stand there and yap at him!” i snap back, running as fast as i can towards sameira’s barking.
through sammie’s eyes i see her charging forward at the stallion, lips curled up in an snarl as her body is set ablaze, hind legs tensing as she braces herself to leap at the stallion. she growls, throat gargling and tail lashing, my own anger becoming unbearable as sameira’s collides with mine. she aims herself to land on the stranger’s left side, trying to latch onto his left wither with her ivory teeth to aid in harming the asshole who was hurting the fawn. whether she landed or not i didn’t know, i returned to my own mind as soon as she leapt. sammie’s barking became louder, my body lurching forward as i stumble onto the scene. terrified dear had already fled, some of the stags standing with their bodies tense, angry as they watched their offspring ensnared within the teeth of the equid predator. ”hey asshole get the fuck off!” i scream, charging forward on long legs, my muscled hind end pushing me forward, forelegs reaching out to hit at the quarters of the stallion, dark hooves attempting to scratch at his left hip, my screams of anger drowning out the small gasps from the fawn.
a distracting glance towards sammie gives a window of opportunity as i watch my hellhound aim bites at the stallion’s forelegs, snarling and spitting at him, saliva dripping from her maw as she backs away then, letting me fight the stallion now. i wasn’t scared to fight this asshole beneath the blazing sun, my maw gaping open as strike out towards his croup, raising my forelegs to knee his stomach if he doesn’t run away or hasn’t already run away. i can’t back up quick enough to escape him, so instead i remain where i am.
and oh fuck, sia’s going to kill me. what do i tell her when i get back ? that i accidentally started a full on fight with a large stallion? i mean, he was hurting an innocent fawn, and that’s unacceptable. but sia’s going to sucker punch me for being an idiot and getting into a fight. maybe i should just ask the stallion if he could put me in a comma, in the gentlest, quickest way possible. but no, that would break sia, she was so fragile, like a withering flower. one touch and she loses her petals. a frown crosses my lips as i realize this means i’m going to have to try and win this fight, so at least it was worth sia’s scolding.
ooc
attack 1/3
wc 737 ( according to wordcounttool.com )
summary sameira attacks reynier first, lunging at his left side, trying to bite his withers ( she is on fire due to her elemental magic ). amara then takes up the fight, trying to kick/knee his left hip while sort of lunging at him so that could end bad, and she tries to latch onto his croup while also attempting to knee his flank/kick his left hind leg.
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