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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.
IF THERE'S ONE THING I'VE LEARNED IN LIFE ITS TO FIGHT. FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT. FIGHT FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, WHAT'S IMPORTANT TO YOU. BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, FIGHT FOR THE ONES YOU LOVE, AND NEVER FORGET TO TELL THEM HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU WHILE THEY'RE STILL ALIVE.
No matter how fast I flew I could not leave behind the anger that the golden stallion had stirred in me. I still could not believe that he would ask me why I was so quick and harsh to judge. Wasn't it my right to judge based on the actions of his herd? Was I wrong to trust Gaucho's reaction to him in the Basin? And was it wrong for me to trust my instinct when that instinct told me to be wary? I snorted as the Throat came into sight and I began my descent. Had it been anyone else there at the Heart I wouldn't have been so worried about telling Gaucho, but I knew that he hadn't liked him. Or ... at least I suspected as much. So I felt like I had to tell him. He needed to be aware.
My hooves touched the sand and I trotted forward several yards before I finally stopped and tucked my wings against my sides. "Gaucho!" I called for my Sultan and waited and wondered what he would say about Thranduil being at the Heart. I wondered if I would be in trouble for leaving so soon instead of waiting for my partners... or if they even bothered to show up after I'd left... I guess I needed to tell him that I'd been there alone, too. And I wondered if I was doing the right thing by telling him when I didn't even know what his intentions were. I sighed and looked up toward the sky, thinking that maybe Gaucho would be flying overhead.
It was not yet Gaucho's turn to patrol, but even so he glided restlessly around the Throat. The Sultan was never one for lounging around on his off-hours. Typically he always found something to do, watch, or attend to. Today was no different. Although his wings burned with fire, flying was just as difficult during this season as it was for anyone else. His large blackened wings beat harder and faster than normal to keep his large body in the sky. His muscles responded to this extra strain by whining in his mind, but he ignored them. Pain was only a reminder that he needed to work harder.
Gaucho!
Turning his steely gaze downward he spied Ranjiri, and her presence made him smile. Was she going to rise up in the air and ask for another spar? Hadn't her last lesson been enough? The thought only broadened his grin as he swooped lower so that she could hear his gentle teasing: "Spar again? Already?" He jested lightly. Lowering himself down even further, he rather elegantly landed before her. For such a large creature he handled his mass incredibly well, hardly disturbing the bloody sands upon which they stood.
Folding his burning wings against his flanks, he strode forward, large stormy-gaze fixed gently upon her. His flanks heaved slightly as his breath continued to leave his body in warm spurts through his nose, creating small white puffs of fog. In his antlers Mara hissed a warm hello, while Vorsa trilled brightly as her vibrantly-red body exploded into happy flames.
IF THERE'S ONE THING I'VE LEARNED IN LIFE ITS TO FIGHT. FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT. FIGHT FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, WHAT'S IMPORTANT TO YOU. BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, FIGHT FOR THE ONES YOU LOVE, AND NEVER FORGET TO TELL THEM HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU WHILE THEY'RE STILL ALIVE.
It didn't take me long to spot Gaucho flying above me, the flames on his wings always gave him away. I really hoped that he would pick up on the fact that I needed to speak with him about something important and would land, because I didn't really feel like trying to fly and talk at the same time. The rushing wind past my ears as I flew often made it difficult for me to hear and understand what anyone said. He swooped lower and I could hear him ask about a spar and I shook my head. "Not today, but in a few days, maybe..." I thought about how sore I had been after my spar with Gaucho, how my skinned knees had stung everytime they bent when I walked. It wasn't a good feeling, but I still wanted to spar with him again.
I waited as he landed and I still marveled at how graceful he was when he landed. I still had moments when I tripped and fell all over myself when my hooves touched the ground, most recently being when I was trying to get to Roskuld. "I just finished my patrol at the Heart." I said when Gaucho came to stand before me. "Alone. My partners didn't show up, but I did run into Thranduil... the golden unicorn from the Basin." I reminded just in case Gaucho didn't know him by name. "I don't know why he was there, I left because I was uncomfortable.." And I really hadn't wanted to be there alone in the first place. "But I thought I should tell you that he was there.."
I felt rather silly not having much information for Gaucho and even though I didn't want to go back I still offered. "I can go back... if you want me to."
Gaucho grunted in response to her proposed later-spar. He would happily train her again, and again and again and again. And as many times after that as she wanted. Though he very much doubted Ranjiri would require that much of his attention; she was a fast learner.
As she began by saying her patrol had ended, Gaucho wondered why it was she was telling him. After all, Ampere normally handled all debriefs, and -- His thoughts were abruptly cut off as she continued.
Thranduil. Had that name not followed, he might have grumbled about her partners having failed to show up. In the back of his mind he recorded this information and vowed to speak with Meg or Ampere about it. But for now, the golden's presence at the Heart and in Ranjiri's report took center stage.
Gaucho waited for Jiji to mentioned something odd Thranduil did, something suspicious or noteworthy. That he made her uncomfortable was no surprise - especially not after their last meeting in the Basin. But nothing in her report suggested that he had done anything - certainly not anything to warrant her calling him down from the skies as she had. What wasn't she telling him?
"Why uncomfortable? Why he talk to Jiji at all?" Gaucho asked with genuine concern and interest. Thranduil knew better than to bother his flock - or at least he should by now. Especially with things on un-resolved terms between the Throat and the Basin, keeping a distance until some sort of truce or allegiance could be struck was best for all parties. Gaucho's tail flicked with annoyance as he tried to consider what possible motives the Golden could possibly have for interrupting Ranjiri's patrol.
IF THERE'S ONE THING I'VE LEARNED IN LIFE ITS TO FIGHT. FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT. FIGHT FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, WHAT'S IMPORTANT TO YOU. BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, FIGHT FOR THE ONES YOU LOVE, AND NEVER FORGET TO TELL THEM HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU WHILE THEY'RE STILL ALIVE.
"Why uncomfortable? Why he talk to Jiji at all?"
I was quiet as Gaucho asked his questions and I knew that the main reason I was uncomfortable was because of the way Gaucho had reacted to the golden stallion in the Basin. And... I was angry about what they had done to my dad. I blamed them for his death and all of it combining together made me want to explode. "You don't trust him." I finally blurted out. "The way you acted in the Basin when he was there..." I frowned, I stared down at my hooves, and I wondered if Gaucho's opinion had affected my own unfairly.
"He said that he was glad to find me in better spirits." I pressed on. "And that you seemed to comfort me... and that he was in a rough state." I finally lifted my gaze up to meet Gaucho's. "I took it that he was curious about my relationship with you .. or just that he was curious about you... I thought maybe he was trying to get information out of me." But I could be wrong. I bit my tongue. "I... I didn't want to let him know anything about your importance to me so I told him that you seemed to not like him." Which was probably wrong, but it was my own observation that I had drawn that statement off of.
"He asked why I was harsh and quick to judge and said that he never did anything to you. Is that true?" I was curious because I figured that if Gaucho didn't like him it had to be for a reason. "What did he do to you?" I was getting off track with my silly report and I frowned to myself. "He told me that I wounded him first by startling him with my arrival. He had his companion hidden away in the caves and I accused him of using it to scare me when he finally called it out. Then he asked if I was satisfied that the shadows were revealed or if I would let my imagination continue to run wild."
I sighed, satisfied that I had reported everything that I could. "I found the whole thing to be very strange... but I might have let my own personal issues cloud my judgement." I admitted. "But ... I still thought I should tell you that he was nearby."
Gaucho nodded gently at Ranjiri's opening remarks. It was true, Gaucho didn't trust the Golden. Perhaps it was simply all bad timing, or perhaps the Sultan was making more of coincidence and happenstance than he ought ... yet his instincts had never steered him wrong before. If his body found reason to mistrust the quick-witted unicorn, why should his mind disobey?
Quietly Gaucho listened. Although nothing that Ranjiri said would have been odd coming from anyone else, he well knew the discomfort that accompanied meetings with Thranduil. Everything had an answer, every misstep a justification. That he even asked Ranjiri about Gaucho set the dun on edge - her assumptions were likely quite correct - he probably was just trying to get information. But of what? And why? The Wildfire smiled knowing that Jiji had given him nothing to go off of - Thranduil already knew that Gaucho distrusted him.
Gaucho shook his head gently as the dark mare asked him what Thran had done ... at first he was tempted to tell her everything, but caught himself and silently encouraged her to finish. As she spoke, his mind shifted, confused. What ought he tell her? Their friendship seemed to suggest that she was worthy of the information, and yet ... yet as her Sultan, there were things he needed to keep from his herd. Such information was better suited for Ampere and Meg, not for one he still had to tell himself was no longer a child.
And yet ...
"It good you tell Gaucho." He said allowed as she concluded. "Life is clouded by personal issues -" he remarked with a smirk, extending his wing to her shoulder encouragingly. "-Jiji do right." Sighing, the Wildfire turned his stoic gaze to the clouds, exhaling softly. "Gaucho first find Thranduil after Wraith invasion ... Gaucho called away, and when return, have no memories....Thranduil say he helping Gaucho but ..." With a decided sternness his gaze lowered back to Jiji. "-he not help at all."
Unfolding his wings gently from his flanks, Gaucho gave the red-eyed mare another nod of approval. She had done well, regardless of what her personal feelings were in the matter. "Gaucho will tell warriors to be on look out ... wouldn't be first time Thranduil come into our borders uninvited."
With a last grunt, the Sultan took to the skies, his eyes keenly scanning the ground for any signs of intrusion.
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