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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.
Run away with me, Lost souls and reverie, Running wild and running free, Two kids, you and me
I walked on until I was tired. Fighting had taken a lot out of me. Not only that, but I was beginning to feel very unwell.My breathing was getting haggard, and my lungs felt heavy. My mind felt cloudy, and I felt like I had a very runny nose.
"Ugh."
Was all that came from my mouth, as I was finally forced to stop. I needed to rest. My head turns to Ktulu, standing tall. "Here is good. We can stop here." I said softly, irritation having finally worn off. I wanted to curl up, but I didn't want to seem weak in front of my sister, who was so damn tough.
"I understand why you chased me off... I was angry about it for a long time, but I understand. I would rather you than that big guy anyways. He could crush me."
My head turns to look at her again. I really don't feel well though. I want to lay down.
I sigh pushing thoughts of passing out on the spot and instead leaning up against a tree. "I'm tired of running around living in the boonies. I was wondering if I might stay with you for awhile. I also have valuable information about a possible threat to, well... Everyone that isn't an equine. I think you might want to know." My eyes close, and I take a deep breath. I am so dizzy. But I gotta stay strong. Does she feel it too?
And I say, Hey, hey hey hey, Living like we're renegades
Frustration and anger bubbled thick like tar in Ktulu's veins as she followed behind her brother. The way he had spoken to her after the battle had left a sour taste in the dark woman's mouth and she'd tried to use her magic to strangle him because of it, but her magic wouldn't work. With each step he took, each breath that came so easily she became angrier and angrier. What the fuck had happened to her magic?
Then it dawned on her. The Goddess. That bitch. Her magic hadn't worked on the Goddess and it still wasn't working and it just had to be because that purple whore had done something.
"Ugh. Here is good. We can stop here."
Ktulu stopped, her head held high as she stared at her brother. Dark sludge had begun to leak from her eyes and her nose, but she ignored it and glared. Blood ran from the wound on her shoulder, staining the white stocking on her foreleg a deep crimson that matched her eyes, but it was ignored for the time being.. "What do you want?" She practically growled. "I have obligations elsewhere, I don't have time to stand and chat."
Her ears tilted forward at the mention of the time she had run him off from the Edge. "I was doing you a favor." She said stiffly, even though he said that he understood why she had done what she had. "He could have crushed you and he would have. Consider it a favor because I could have let him." And it was true, she could have turned her back and allowed Archibald to deal out a punishment he thought was fitting for the crime of trespassing.
"I was wondering if I might stay with you for awhile. I also have valuable information about a possible threat to, well... Everyone that isn't an equine. I think you might want to know."
Okay, he piqued her interest. The harshness on her face seemed to fade a bit and her head tilted slightly. "If you stay with us I expect you to pull your weight." She said, deciding that was the best place to start. "I won't allow you to mooch off of us, not when ... well you've just seen what we're dealing with. We need warriors." She snorted and jerked her head in the direction of the battlefield that they'd left behind, and she wondered if her little brother would be willing to take on the tasks of a warrior. "What information?"
12-01-2015, 03:17 PM (This post was last modified: 12-01-2015, 03:18 PM by Soren.)
SOREN
Run away with me, Lost souls and reverie, Running wild and running free, Two kids, you and me
Whatever she had been thinking as we walked was oblivious to my mind. All that plagued it was the thought of moving on, and how horrid I felt. I had turned my head to look at my sister, and all I saw was her eyes bearing into my soul, and black sludge running down her face from her eyes and nose. To add to the horror of her appearance, there was her blood stained leg, and you would think she where on her death bed, had you seen her now. Well, with the exception of her very determined facial features. Maybe she would resemble a zombie?
My ears flick back against my skull, listening to her voice which held the bitchiest tone in the world. I was half tempted to mimic her mouth movements, but decided strictly against it. It wasn't very smart to provoke the growling bear. At some point you would get bit. Or eaten.
Again, I glare back at her, as she ignores my earlier statement of understanding. "I know this, Ktulu. Why do you think I understood. You do not have to explain how much he could have decimated me." My voice is flat, holding mild irritation at her (in my mind) total waist of her breath. Alright captain obvious. I know he could have crushed me, can you please not go on and on about it?
I listen barely to her next words. What information?
"There is a mare named Colt. She is trying to recruit equines. I am unsure of her intentions or goals, but I don't believe they are good. She didn't seem very smart though, talking about it in the threshold, going on about some equine empire. I believe we may have a repeat in history, only equine instead of unicorn."
She then expects me to pull my weight. Like I wouldn't. I wasn't some primitive mule. I could easily help. So why doubt me. However, her mention of being a warrior recieved a grunt from me. Except that. I was not meant to fight. It may be in my blood. but that didn't mean I was meant to. It didn't mean I wanted to.
With a sigh of resignation I nod. "If that is what you want, than it shall become so, Ktulu. I will be a warrior in your army, until I am no longer needed there."As if I will ever be not needed.
My head turns away, and I slowly close my eyes, black sludge oozing from them. I open my eyes only to find that the world was now dizzying, and spotty, and I leaned ever more heavily against the tree.
And I say, Hey, hey hey hey, Living like we're renegades
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