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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.
A groan rolled through the golden’s throat. He only wished it would have been louder. Standing cannon deep in the snow he was waiting. His wolf hide cloak wrapped tight around his shoulders against the bitter wind. His annoyance though, for once was not at the snow or wind. It was on a more constant irritant. Haldir. The dark deer had been playing in the snow for a good deal longer than the golden could stand (in other words, more than 30 seconds). The young stag had been insistent though to stop. First it had been the rough bark of the pines, on which his now growing stubs of fuzzy antlers felt so good upon. Then it was the snow falling from the pine branches. Now it was the snow creature he was building from the pile. It was almost complete. Haldir, dashing around his oddly shapped mound that sort of resembled a blob of a horse, was adding the finishing touches. A few stolen pine needles for mane and tale and two sticks on the head for the horns.
The golden tried his best to be not amused. Luckily the ill events of late helped greatly. His mind was still worn from the all-consuming blaze the herd meeting had been the day before. Perhaps that was more the source of his annoyance. A wind rushed through the trees, and in rattle the branches dropped a load of snow of the golden’s back. A holler echoed in the words as he leapt from the cold wet touch. Haldir, startled looked on his bonded only to laugh at his misfortune. His heart had regained its light sense, if only for the time of the first major snow fall. The golden let fly a few curses as he shook off the rest of the snow. Enough was enough. He stomped, with ears pinned from the wooded ground. Haldir, saddened to leave his newly made friend, gave it one last look but dashed after the gold.
It wasn’t until they reached the open expanse of the valley’s center that the gold’s attitude adjusted. Not that what he was about to do made him at all happier. He had been tasked. God what a word. Disgusting. Tasked to give the conditions of the happy few promoted. The only consolation was he got to command the power of such things, and after yesterday, not get stricken from his place by Deimos. So stopping, with Haldir trotting up beside him, the golden calls. “Enna!” His voice not angry but commanding all the same. The name echoes on the mountains, and as he seemed to be doing much to much of lately, the golden waited.
"talk talk talk"
OOC:: @[Enna] Expedition- Note, set before the Arch NPC
Feel free to use any force/magic on Thranduil, short of killing him.
Please tag in every post.
Ask Thranduil any question in the world, he'll be forced to answer on his profile. PM with your question.
06-20-2015, 06:51 PM (This post was last modified: 06-20-2015, 06:52 PM by Enna.)
something filled up my heart with nothing
‘Enna!’
As the voice reaches you, you sigh, hastily dropping the plants that you had collected the night before in the little cave before turning and trotting out back in to the frigid air. It hits you hard as you breathe in, the coldness of it resonating in your lungs, whipping at your tired face, though it does little to pull the heaviness from your eyelids. The fresh snow encumbers you little, your slender legs picking through it at a lope towards the direction the voice came, the center of the valley.
It is not long until two shapes, one darker, smaller, and the other gold, stand out against the whiteness of the snow. You smile warmly at the little deer next to your golden lord as you approach, wishing to play with him once more but not daring to. Even you understand that you have been called for a reason, and, with a nod to the little buck you turn your attention to the golden, offering a dying smile to him and a respectful dip of your head as you draw to a pause in front of the pair.
Arah had been upset with this one, convinced he had done something wrong, was unfit to rule anything, let alone this herd. You do not know, as you did not then, whether he had done something to upset her or if he had deserved her scorn, a wolf amongst not sheep but lions, nonetheless hiding, if she sensed something about him that everyone else overlooked.
“My lord?”
Perhaps, you muse, eyes locking on his young face, perhaps he just needs a chance.
@[Thranduil]♥
please tag enna in every post
violence permitted barring permanent injury / death
06-21-2015, 10:26 AM (This post was last modified: 06-21-2015, 10:27 AM by Thranduil.)
Thranduil
Tasseled tail swishes along the power of snow. His hooves already were growing cold. Shaking his horned head he waits as Haldir entertains himself in the usual ways. The young stag leaps from snow drifts, each time burying himself deeper and deeper. The golden can only groan and look away that another will have to witness this.
Finally a shape appears, and a grin grows for once on the golden’s face because, after all she was a pretty thing. He had met the girl only once, late one starry night. Those times were barely remembered in the fog of the first part of the season, and certainly after recent events, far from his mind. Her head dips and his returns a short nod. God he loved this power. Look how well it suites him to stand with head high with a smile, or is that a smirk, on his face. “Time Mender” He speaks after her with a low rumbling tone. Yes he liked playing Lord very much. So much he even through a tease in there. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” He does worse things in the middle of the night.
Thankfully it made the drudgery of this task easier. “Your new rank fits you well.” His comment, in tone not exactly leading to a compliment. There was always a but waiting. “There is a great deal to learn though.” So many had accelerated so quickly, that there was a great many who had a great deal to learn. This part of the conversation though was horrifically boring, and so he waits not to enliven a discussion on his words. “You have been tasked with an expedition to…guide you.” And force some of that massive information through her skull. “You are to find three others and learn something of healing from them.” He grin grew again for a moment, though his voice lowered to a whisper. “And extra credit for venturing beyond the Basin.” Picking back away his continues normally. “You have been gifted by our God with rank magic, use it well. Whenever you have completed your expedition return to me.” Oh he liked all the power those words implied. Tasseled tail swished with a contentment. It would soon wear off, especially if she had any questions. Haldir, obvious to this all was still jumping in snow drifts.
"talk talk talk"
OOC:: @[Enna] is to find three other people and learn from them an aspect of healing (watch a healing, learn of herbs, learn the neg. post, just learn anything). Unlimited timeframe (though two seasons is suggested). And it is suggested she learn from other herds as well. When you have completed it tag Thranduil and link the treads. Congrats on receiving an expedition and as stated feel free to ask any questions since this is all new!
Feel free to use any force/magic on Thranduil, short of killing him.
Please tag in every post.
Ask Thranduil any question in the world, he'll be forced to answer on his profile. PM with your question.
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