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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 left Aurelia behind in hopes she would pursue, murmuring a gentle whisper, leaving her to decide whether or not she wished to follow behind me or remain and await my heroic return, where I would enter granted with the magic that would permit us to gain children. I flew with my mind drifting, eyes heavy and energy wasted. I was tired, and all I wanted was to get this over with and return to Aur, and then we could spend the rest of our long nights together, wrapped up within one another's comfort. Thinking about it made me excited to see her expression when she found out my quest had been a success, and that the family we had thought to be so distant was in fact closer than it had been seasons ago.
I felt the gentle, excited presence of Yseult, whose own excitement collided with mine, my skin tingling with glee as the bubbling blue magma of the Veins entered my gaze, the door to an oppurtunity I thought I'd never have. I hurried on, wings pulling me through the air as I grow desperate to land, to summon the Earth god and announce that I had completed the quest.
My hooves strike up against the earth, and I feel lively red sparks jump from the ground, frantically fleeing my steps as I stride closer to the shrines, bounding the last few feet out of excitement. I stand for a moment, composing myself and adjusting my wings so they rest comfortably, glancing up with a desperate hope in my eyes. "I.. I've returned. I did what you asked of me—" I felt awkward talking to no one, having a one sided conversation with the cloudy sky, the sun slowly rising to slice through the greyed clouds, my eyes flicking off to the side as I wait for a response, nervously scratching at the soil and stone beneath my hooves. "talk"
@[Aurelia], earthy can post whenever
threads -- w/ rhoa -- learned about the lonliness of not having active parents
making a platonic friend ( phantom ) -- 1 2 3 final
art by ducky -- table by wanda
we all look for heaven and we put our love first
somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse
"It worries me that you are here alone..." The God's disembodied voice rumbled. From the sea, the massive hulking body of the God slowly rose. Too often did he form himself out of boulders and cliff faces - Helovia seemed to have forgotten that he was king of the sea as well as the land. Droplets glistened on his auburn beard, as his dazzling green gaze fell upon the solo lover.
"I have watched you Destry ... I have watched you force this quest to a close. You should not have had to do this with so much resistance ... and now here you are, alone once more. You seek a family and yet ... " His massive shoulders shrugged as he slowly waded towards the rocky shore leaving his sentence unfinished.
It was not his decision whether or not to proceed. But he certainly didn't want pride to spurn the dark mare into a family where she would have no support. Hadn't seeking out a parent-less child proved that such a life was not hospitable to happiness?
I felt the presence growing stronger, the mystical feeling of being encircled within a dome of comfort and protection as the earthly god once again bestowed me with his presence. Creeping forward eagerly I watch in amazement as the god rises from the sea, decorated in droplets of crystal clear water, his gently tousled beard drying off as he stood before me, making me feel small and inferior.
I crane my neck to peer at the earthen god, a frown upon my lips as I listen to him. I turn my head away, heart sinking as I realize he was right— It was just me and Yseult here. No one else. Aurelia's ivory body was nowhere to be found, the clouds above giving off a quiet rumble as if reflecting my sorrows. With upturned lips I face the god again, swallowing my doubts and anxieties and facing the problem head on. I put on a pitiful act, trying to deny the god's words. He was wrong, Aurelia would be coming! Just you wait and see, she'd be here in no time, I swear. I push my fears down my throat and take in a deep breath, making way for my tender words to come through. "She's coming—" I muster up all of my confidence to spill out these few words, facing the god with dignity and unhinging certainty. "I know she's coming because I trust her—" I look past the god, into the waves that crashed and clawed over one another in desperation to get to the shore. Watching him shrug his shoulders and talk about the forced closure of my quest, my heart cringes and I feel weird. I feel.. angry almost. Like the god had no right to tell me these things, that I had forcibly finished my quest, and that Aurelia was supposedly untrustworthy because of her inability to find council with the god with me. A furrowing brow signals my distate in what the god said to me, ears wavering as I look at the ebony beast. I had finally finished the quest he had so willingly given me, and there is no way he is going to deny me what I came here for because Aurelia got stuck sniffing the flowers. "talk" @[Aurelia]
art by ducky -- table by wanda
we all look for heaven and we put our love first
somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse
The massive beast known as the God of Land or whatever the fuck he was, was speaking to Destry, shrugging. Quickly, I descend towards the pair, altitude dropping quickly as my wings shut and I'm hurled at the ground at a high speed. Only feet above the ground do my wings open again in a flurry of ivory feathers. Despite my attempt to gracefully land with wings wide, my speed had not slowed enough for a comfortable landing and as my hooves meet the hard ground, my body becomes everything but a shock absorber and I'm forced to take a few trot steps to be able to properly rebalance. I feel the throb in my legs and hooves, but the discomfort does not reach my face and I appear perfectly well. I attempt to move to Destry's side, to get close enough so our flanks brush, so she knows I'm here and that it will be okay. It'll all be okay.
Halting next to my mate, a soft bicker flutters out of my dry throat. It's a greeting to both Destry and the Earth God. "Please excuse me, I got caught up." I didn't really know why I hadn't just come here straight away, followed Destry, but I didn't. I had made a few circles instead of flying straight here. I had wanted to think, and I had. I want this so much. I want this with Destry and no one else. I already had this once before, but I was young and stupid and it doesn't excuse anything, but it happened. I've already found one of my children, found one father, and attempted to find the other child and the other father (which so happened to get me imprisoned in the Falls, but that is okay, because I met Destry there). I haven't stopped looking for my second babe, but I have stopped looking for her drunk-ass lame excuse for a father. Destry and I, we're good together. She's truly the only thing that matters to me. Some deep and broken part of me even feels undamaged and whole with Destry around. My heart, my mind, and my soul are all broken, with voids and gaps and empty parts and cracks and so much shit, but there is the one part of me that is solely owned by Destry, and this one part is the light in a pool of darkness that is me. I know I should be happy and content all on my own, but I'm fucking not. I am with her though. Yea, maybe she'd be okay without me, but I'd most likely be dead from the easiest way of suicide if I didn't have her. However, I'm not having a family just because she wants it. With all my everything, I want it too. More than even this fucking God of Earth and Animals and Sea and Whatever Else will ever know.
Her red and black against my gold and white, standing in harmony. If we were classical music, I'd be the bass and Destry the violin. Everyone else would be the middle sections that muddle together to create the harmony. Destry and I, we have the melody... We have that part that everyone remembers in the song. We're the beautiful notes that flow gently to audiences ears. When I'm with anyone else, the theoretical music produced is an off-key rendition of something that could've been great, something that sparks the question "well maybe if this situation had happened between a different couple of horses, it could've been something that sparks inspiration." Destry and I? It works. We spark that inspiration. We defy nature in a beautiful array of lesbian pride. We love despite our history. We overcome hardships and achieve a greater understanding of each other due to that. We love and love and love. The love between us is something nothing in this world could ever replace. Destry, she seeped through the cracks in my facade and found my heart, my broken and hurting heart, fixing it in some miracle way with comfort and kind words, understanding, growth, acceptance. I can't even describe any of this. No words can truly define the meaning of my love for Destry. I just know that I do.. That I love her in a way so special it can't be replicated.
I'm not sure if the Earth God sees in us what he wants to. I don't care if he does. I know that we're capable to do this. I know our perseverance will diminish any doubt he has. A god saying no will not deter our love. Destry and I are family now, having or not having kids will not change that status. We are each other's, lost to the emotion of love.
ooc: So sorry for wait <3 also, sorry if this gets a little confusing, there was a sudden burst of muse/passion/whatever and this happened xD
Success isn't the result of spontaneous combustion.
The God nods gently at Destry's reassurance, though in the depths of his vast mind his judgement remains the same. Still pushing... he thinks, almost sadly. This is something Destry wants so bad, something that she has forced into existence by her own sheer will. Aurelia? ... As if on cue, the golden mare descends haphazardly from the sky. She offers a quick apology, but the damage in the Gods mind, has already been done. Aurelia is as reckless as her landing. For a mare who has faced many consequences in her life, she has not learned. But ... looking back to Destry, a warm and genuine smile breaks his stoic appearance. That the dark mare has done so much on her own to make this quest a possibility assures the God that whatever children she will bare, will be alright. Even with Aurelia's flighty instincts and actions, their children will have Destry, if nothing else.
Nodding gently the God spreads his wings. A warm current of air suddenly billows forth. He does not entrust the gestation of a life to Aurelia - not after what happened to her companion - and so the wind focuses on Destry. Her body begins to glow, as if from a burning seed planted inside of her. Light pours from her eyes, ears, and nose and spills onto the ground igniting the Veins in the warmth of the magic that is working inside of her. Slowly the light begins to dim, and as it does so, the form of the God begins to fade. Creating the spark of life is not a task that he takes lightly, nor one that bares an insignificant toll. Even for a God, he is tired. As life stirs within Destry, the God smiles once again as his body disappears completely.
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