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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've cried, and you'd think I'd be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life.
With the shallow acceptance of her invitation, Elsa began to lead her starry friend back to the Edge. It was quite a walk from here, but at least it would be relatively calm. With the mass amount of events occurring, Elsa was pretty sure she was due for a quite night. Pity filled her the more they trekked across the terrain. How is one supposed to find memories? They were already so fleeting. It was hard for her to hang on to emotional memories. She shot Serenity a sorry look, but sincerely hoped the Edge would help lead her somewhere. She would always be welcome within their borders until she decided where to go. Even then, it was more than likely Elsa would let her visit with open arms.
Then the Edge finally creeped up into their vision. Stepping over the Threshold, Elsa stopped to let Serenity continue ahead. ”Welcome to the Edge. Can you think of anything that may jog your memory? I’d be more than willing to help you get any resources you need.” Elsa was truly at a loss for what to do, it was so hard to think of ways to help. ”If nothing here piques your interest, maybe you could explore the other herds? I know the Dragon’s Throat will be fine. If they question you, just tell them I sent you.” She offered a wink but held trust that Gaucho would allow her in to try and figure things out. The Falls she wasn’t so sure about, but it would be stupid of them to attack and innocent women. ”The Falls too would be another place to go. I do not know the leaders there well, but I’m sure they would also let you in with open arms.” That was the problem with all of this herd stuff. Everyone was so protective over their things. Look at the Falls, they had invaded for no other reason than to leave a Goddess who never hurt them? That’s absolutely ridiculous, since they knew the Falls at that time would have let them in graciously. Instead they had to ruin a number of families lives to gain the power they so craved. Her darkened thoughts were consciously being reeled back in as Elsa tried to stay focused on the subject.
Sing to me the song of the stars, Of your galaxy
*
As Elsa began to show the way toward whatever land the Edge was composed of, the partly-golden girl picked up after her and her companion. She would have to trust blindly, but already she felt a sense of kinship with the blue-accented doll; she couldn't figure how someone she met moments ago would offer her the world. She didn't have much of the past to hold onto, but the new memories being forged were surly things that wouldn't escape her grasp again. Finely threaded, cauterized deep, she would forever remember the kindness shown to her when she had nothing to her name.
She tried to keep in mind the terrain they passed over, all the dips and rises, a rather easy feat as it had nothing to compete with. Out of the thick thicket of trees and into wider, emptier spaces--fields of flowers adorning soft colors that made her hold her wings a little less tighly to her body. The chill in the air increased but it washed over her and gracefully let her be. Mind wandered back to what Elsa had said earlier, the names of the herds repeating themselves again and again. Dragon's Throat, Hidden Falls, World's Edge, Aurora Basin. The matter of gods also posed a problem to her, but she figured the time would come when it would all be explained; it didn't seem an imposing issue that couldn't wait.
When the trees gathered around them once more, and Elsa ceased her movements, Serenity followed suit and let golden eyes trail over the surrounding area as she was spoken to. They had reached it at last.
She smiled at the offer posed to her, but shook her head slightly in annoyance at herself. "I do not know how to handle this problem. I have never lost memories before, save for things typically forgotten..." And then the two names she recognized by then reappeared, and she stored the bits of information away to pull out if she found no help in the Edge. "Honestly, I am simply so grateful to you and Edgar. I do not know what I would have done had you not assisted me so readily." She bowed her head slightly in thanks, knowing it most likely wasn't needed, before continuing. "Are there any doctors about? Perhaps someone who specializes in healing? They are the only hope I seem to have." She had made it so far already, the idea of giving up wasn't something she could afford.
Stuck in his mind, turning over thoughts and mulling over ideas in that massive skull, he mindlessly wove his massive body through the gnarled trees. The Edge was growing beautiful in Orangemoon, trees beginning to shed brightly colored leaves— so different from the plains. The grasslands dried out, quietly fading to tans and browns in wait of the wet season. Here, the foliage leapt into fiery colors, one last vibrant outburst of life before succumbing to the change of the seasons and sinking to earth.
It was marvelous, truly. But, as time so often blinds us to naturally marvelous things, it was lost on the Elephant. Thoughts of wayward meetings and mischievous goddesses filled his mind. Thoughts of frolicking foals and his own, deplorable choices which left him miserably isolated. Thoughts of eyes, hard sapphires, wounded ceruleans, warm silvers…
And, suddenly, he was staring into those very same hardened sapphire eyes— except, they weren’t trained on him in crazed anger. The eyes of the Queen were aimed at another, winged mare, partly golden and entirely gifted with stars on her remarkable coat. “Elsa,” he dipped his massive, loosely spiraled horn in greeting to his fellow monarch. His eyes searched for hers, seeking to hold her gaze a moment longer than necessary (“How are you? The changing leaves are beautiful, aren’t they?”) But said nothing as he shifted his dark blue eyes to the newcomer.
“Hello there, woman of stars. I am Tembovu, fellow leader with Elsa of the Edge” a lopsided smile crossed his broad, masked face, “Did she recruit you to join us?” His low voice rumbled in query. He had been to lost in the trees and in his thoughts to hear their previous conversation.
I've cried, and you'd think I'd be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life.
No ideas? Well that was unfortunate. It seemed they had fallen back to square one- and not in a good way. How was one supposed to bring memories back? The veins came to mind... but she had overstayed her welcome there long ago. If anyone should take her, Elsa was the least qualified. But at least she seemed to think the healers would help. She highly doubted it would bring back memories, but maybe if trauma was involved, some of it would return. Some pieces were better than none.
Her eyes turned as she noticed Tembovu approaching. She had forgotten about the dusty man- the one she was both afraid of and utterly dependent on. Without him she would not have lasted more than a day. A small smile crawled across her lips as he joined the group- only slight jealousy tinging her mind when he called her the woman of stars. She had no idea why she was angered, but just as quickly she pushed it away. Was it because she was afraid he would replace her, or some other stupid reason? "This is Serenity. I found her out in the wilderness- she lost her memories and I'm trying to help her find them. She had the idea that maybe one of the healers could help?" She was not acquainted with any of the medical team in the Edge, a problem that would have to be remedied later. "She isn't here on recruitment terms so to speak, but of course, she is more than welcome to stay here." Elsa gave Serenity a large smile, genuinely happy with either route she took. Although staying in the Edge would be wonderful Serenity would probably have an easier time finding her memories exploring. Nothing like a trigger to pull back subconscious thoughts, Elsa knew that all too well. But Tembovu overall was a good start, he was much more social than her, and probably had connections.
Sing to me the song of the stars, Of your galaxy
*
If only things were simple for her, but truth was they never had been before. Growing up a slave, losing her family, escaping only to find herself caught in the arms of those who dealt fate out like playing cards. Everything was so new that wasn't supposed to be, lands and faces and alludes to the so-called gods that resided among them. It vexed her, frustration lingering in her words because she couldn't find anything else about her familiar. She wished an answer would find her, would present itself and then she could untangle herself from Elsa's own problems.
But of course things never quite worked out that way; it seemed things were only achievable if they were sought after relentlessly. If they were fought for. But all she knew how to do was run.
She followed Elsa's gaze and turned tear-drop ears to welcome the new addition, a male easily twice her own bulk. He was impressive, if not a bit imposing, and she could only look on at his spiral horn and will herself not to move further away as he approached. She was still uneasy around the unicorn kind, though given that Elsa had not seem alarmed by his presence she could perhaps settle herself down as well. Wings ruffled slightly upon her slim back, nose dipping in silent greeting as he addressed her by the novelty of her coat. It took all her willpower to not step back and wonder if he might be after her starry hide as all the others had been, but then she thought it might be rude to assume such things from everyone; surely if he had such intentions he would not have been so genuine in character.
Gratefully she allowed her white partner to speak for her while she composed herself, and the giant's words finally sunk in. Leaders? Elsa ruled the Edge? Golden eyes stared inconspicuously at her, and red would have painted her cheeks hot if a blush were possible. She had been alongside a queen all along and wasn't the wiser. She had put such an important figure through her trivial adventure, surely she could be spending her time doing something much more important. Serenity looked back between the two leaders, her heart swelling with Elsa's offer. "I am... looking for a healer, I believe. Actually, I am not even certain if that is what I require, but mayhaps it is a place to start?"
Then once more in response to Elsa, "When I have regained what I can for myself, I will come back to thank you properly for all that you have done... That I swear." Brilliant smile parting navy lips, the shining light in a world of darkness.
He was graced with a smile from his Queen— a rarity, it seemed, since it was small and quickly fled as she introduced the starlit mare in question. But it was still a smile, something that warmed the cool face of the Icebound; a small victory to the Elephant. Blue eyes drift back to the darker winged mare, a small frown creasing the skin around his eyes as the newcomer ruffled her wings in unease. He studied her a moment longer, before snapping his ears forward as Elsa explained the woman’s hardship.
Lost her memories? What would that be like… would he enjoy that? To not remember Mara and Faxr, their burned corpses, or the years he had dedicated to avenge them? He blinked once, caught in these confounding thoughts— no. He needed his memories as a reminder, they were the polarity to his moral compass. A stalwart prompting of why justice is such a valuable thing to both him, and those he governed— even if they did not realize it. Once lost, it would be sorely missed; but, while present, its crucial role was oft taken for granted.
He came back to the equines around him, eyes focusing on Serenity— what a lovely name. Calming, soothing, just as the twinkling stars on her coat. They sought a healer to help her? He looked to both winged mares as he spoke, “The pleasure is mine, Serenity," he dipped his horn slightly,"Thought our Moon Doctors may heal physical wounds, I do not believe they can cure wounds of the mind. I would be happy to find Alysanne, Evangeline, or Callista— but I think your time may be better spent walking the Edge and trying to find familiar things.” The suggestion was said more as a statement, though his eyes remained on the starlit one, waiting to hear if she would still require one of their Doctors.
The thought of Deimos, in all his dark glory, and the Basin popped into his mind. Or more-so, the thought of their patron god rose to the forefront— from the many seasons ago when Mauja had first welcomed him to this herd. How long ago that was… The Basin’s patron was the Time God, and this woman had lost her past, part of her ‘time.’ He shifted, still uneasy to direct anyone towards the Basin, despite the tenuous alliance now existing between the Basin and Edge, “Though if it is truly healers you seek, the Aurora Basin’s patron is the Time God. I am uncertain as to how their Doctors work, but they might better assist you than ours.” His low voice finally fell silent, thick tail stirring eddies in the mist at his substantial hocks.
I've cried, and you'd think I'd be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life.
All this thankfulness, it made her feel loved and hated all at once. The fact that people felt the need to repay her for her actions made her seem selfish. That was a trait she did not want labeled onto her. But her attention swung to Tembovu, who seemed to have some sort of idea. However, his idea quickly soured in her mind. The Basin… even with a tentative alliance between them, she was not comfortable with sending Serenity alone. Technically she was not part of the Edge- and she would not let another become wounded just because they don’t have an association with the north.
”We can’t send her alone, Tembovu.” Her voice was firm, almost demanding in tone. ”I don’t want to risk another gaining an unnecessary injury.” He would have no idea what she was referencing to. Maybe he’d pick it up, and ask about it later, but for now, there was no reason to reveal that her gruesome scar was the result of an unfortunate encounter. But she promptly turned her attention back to Serenity. This whole problem didn’t seem to be solving- instead more questions were forming into a giant whirlwind of confusion. ”And by the way Serenity, it is all right. I don’t need a repayment from you. Seeing you with your memories back would be the greatest gift.” For once Elsa was sincere in her words, offering a small comforting smile to the mare. ”I know I mentioned the Throat before… they have the God of Sun. He deals with Light magic, which is known to heal. I know Gaucho too, and he would treat you with respect and get you the help you need. Or anyone in the Edge for that matter.” She sighed in relief as she let that off her chest. Elsa was shaking inside at the thought of sending her to the Basin. ”Either way you choose, or don’t choose, the Edge will provide you with shelter and protection should you find yourself needing it.” There was always the possibility of her staying here, but when her memories returned, she would probably want to go back to where she came from. If it was the Edge, great! If not, then Elsa would just have to make her visits to see her friends in far places. "And if you still need me as an escort, just ask. Tembovu's big enough to run this gig by himself for a while." She smirked, and he would probably know full and well this was her only way of avoiding "talking and being nice" all the time.
Sing to me the song of the stars, Of your galaxy
*
She blew a soft breath through nostrils and tried to keep in mind everything she had learned so far and all the new information being presented to her. She appreciated the kindness Tembovu was showing her, pleased that he seemed to have no interest in keeping her within his grasp or sending her off to another to work for. Perhaps it was only because they were in the presence of Elsa, but those thoughts would be put away to ponder upon later for the words began again.
Her hope rose and fell as sea tides with each new piece of Helovia's puzzle, for if there were only doctors who could heal physical ailments then she was surely doomed to never remember what she lost. He presented names to her--names she might not get correct later--but none familiar so she tucked them away and continued listening. Of course the mention of the Basin instantly sent her wanting to crawl the other way with what Elsa had warned her of, but her interest was more than piqued at the prospect of the Time God. If anyone could help her, surely it would be him just given his title? Her whitened partner was quick to decline and shoo away that offer as expected, but how desperate was Serenity truly to get back her memories? Enough to slip away and ignore all that she had been told of such a herd?
Surly not with the knowledge of how those kind treated those like her, what little memories she had left resurfacing to remind her that she spent her younger years a slave to them. She would spend her life in death before ever going back to that. So instead she focused on the words of the Sun God--so many gods she hadn't known of--and perhaps that would have to be her next endeavor, wherever that would take her.
Certainly she couldn't take Elsa up on her offer to continuing to guide her, for she had used up so much of her time already and how hard would finding a land of light be? "I thank you with much gratitude, Elsa, and to you, Tembovu." She looked at each in turn and dipped her head with the words. "Perhaps the king is correct in suggesting the best path is taking one alone from here; who knows what I might discover?" And though it would pain her to leave the blue-touched's side, she made a vow to go back to her soon.
"I shall make way to the Throat and look for those you've mentioned if we cross ways. This 'Gaucho' might lend more insight into his god if he cannot help me himself. Should I run into trouble along the way I will take you up on keeping me safe here." A lingering smile trailed her voice as she gazed upon Elsa; she knew that whatever the course of her journey she would could not forget all given to her.
Elsa rebuked his suggestion of the Basin with a surprisingly firm and demanding statement, “risk another gaining an unnecessary injury.” Gaze flared with curiosity as he silently nodded in solidarity with his Queen. Though he was uncertain as to how deep his own mistrust of the Basin ran (certainly it was not as deep as Elsa’s, he was discovering), he did not wish to appear divided before a stranger visiting their herd. So he did not argue or contradict the icy woman, instead letting her and Serenity speak.
Something softened in his face as she continued, telling Serenity that she did not need thanks, only that she wished her memories to return. He studied Elsa for a heartbeat longer than necessary as the sincerity of her words stirred him, before nodding once and returning his attention to Serenity, agreeing again as Elsa spoke of the Throat. Though he, personally, knew little of the fiery place, he often felt as though his great, warm-loving body would be most at home there.
He found there was little left to say, as Elsa offered her both the Edge’s protection and shelter. A small, amused grin found its way onto his cream muzzle, as his fellow monarch stole any potential words and spoke them as a diplomat. The many sides of Elsa were slowly being revealed to him the more he was around the Icebound— and she was continually surprising him.
His small grin grew as she referenced his size, “Elsa flatters me, I would be lost without her tenacious guidance,” he winked playfully as his voice rumbled with amusement. His attentions shifted to Serenity as she spoke, and he shifted his weight as she referred to him as ‘king.’ Eventually he might come to like others referencing him solely by his title, but he was doubtful. He simply nodded at the end of her words, “I am glad Elsa could assist you. Do not hesitate to revisit the Edge. I wish you the best in recovering your memories, Serenity,” a hint of sadness tinged the smile as he began to fade away into the mist.
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