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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.
Orange and yellow hues coated the environment as sunlight shone through the beautiful, changing leaves that were affected by Orangefall from above. A cool breeze weaved it's way through the trees, playing with the girl's hair as she made her way to a small clearing. Stepping into the sunlight, the rays illuminated her golden and snowy coat with the warmth of a blanket. Her voice could be heard from any soul that may have passed nearby, though she had little worries over anyone showing particular interest in her conversation. Jahzara had grown accustomed to being forgotten about, adjusted to wandering throughout the World's Edge unnoticed. She wasn't sure if it was because of her shyness, because of her hallucinations, or even because of her child-like demeanor. For all she knew, it was because of the mangled scars that she kept hidden under her forelock.
This didn't mean that she was alone, however. Jahzara was rarely ever alone, always accompanied by an imagined figure in one form or another. The last time she was joined by one of her hallucinations, it had been her very least favorite...Charles. The golden girl preferred not to linger on thoughts of him, superstitious of the law of attraction in that if she thought of the smokey brute often, he would appear as though she had called to him. Having finally been freed from his mental grasp, Jahzara managed to escape the mental black out she had been in for who knows how long. Because of that, she had unknowingly missed an important meeting announcing the changes of leadership. This change alone affected her fragile sanity, her depression threatening to send her tumbling back down into the black abyss once again. So, she tried to focus on her favorite hallucination. Her best friend, Lily.
"I messed up, Lily...I don't even know what happened...I didn't even know there was a meeting or how long I was out or whose who anymore...Everything keeps changing. I can't even keep up anymore!" Jahzara was venting to the small purple pony that barely came up to her knees, a full fuzzy mane of deep purple nearly blocking her gaze as she peered up at her creator. 'Aww, don't worry Jay...I don't think it will be that bad! Yeah, there's changes. But you've pulled through worse! Just...get involved more." The finely dished crown of the Arabian cross drooped, the feeling of uncertainty washing over her at Lily's advice. This resulted in a comforting nose bump from the figment of her imagination, who was trying to lift her muzzle back to the skies.
"Chin up, girl. You always got me, 'member?" With those words, a small smile graced Jahzara's features. "You're right, and I'm thankful for that. I love you, Lily." 'I love you too, Jay. Don't worry, I gotcha back."
01-02-2016, 09:29 PM (This post was last modified: 01-02-2016, 09:29 PM by Tilney.)
Tilney
and oh, there is more to this life
The changed leaves surrounding them excited Tilney; Each season came new challenges and new beauty. Frostfall was approaching and while he would miss the birds happy chirp as they hid in their winter beds, the idea of snow wrenched at his wanderlusting heart like a disease. Resfeber. "The leaves... they're the same colour as us now!" was Carlisles chirp. Quickly turning his cranium to face his sister, startled slightly. She had done what she always did... Just popped out of no where. "Golly, you would make a fabulous sneak"Spoke Tilney, his marble hooves taking to the damp dewy moss and letting his neck fall over his sisters. Their embrace while short sent in incredible amount of warmth around his cold body. Orangemoons ocean mist had been biting his neck all day, and he was ever thankful for his green cloak.
"Walk with me, Brother" Was Carlisle's next whisper, her own set of marble clefts taking to the cliffs edge. Following his younger comrade along the white cliffs, their chatter never ceased. He told her of the places he had been since their last meeting, the people he had met. It was only that the voice of another began to steal his audits attention that their banter concluded.
Tilneys verdant gaze took him to a golden doe, her colouring not so different from his. Her hide was lighter, her tresses much the same. This fae he did not recognise; There was still so many new faces in his new home. "Good evening!" He called to the stranger, though really no one was a stranger to Tilney.
Strides took him past one or two towering trees and carried him to the flaxen fae. As he stepped, he noticed the other spoke to the air... This however did not through him off. "I am Tilney, I don't believe we've met! I'm relatively new to the Edge." was his greeting, then turning to look to his sister "This is my sister Carlisle". "How do you do!" the painted fae dipped her flower-tipped crown, tucked neatly at Tilneys side.
An unfamiliar voice startled the golden girl's concentration, even surprising Lily as they both jerked their heads around to spot the antlered stallion approaching them. Jahzara cast a quick glance down to the imaginary pony at her side, hoping that maybe her friend would recognize the stallion but was only met with a confused shrug. The stallion was much larger than Jahzara's petite frame, his antlers creating the illusion that he was even taller than he actually was. 'Say hi, Jay...The dude seems chipper enough. I don't sense anything bad about him.' The purple pony reassured her friend, bumping her foreleg to encourage her to step forward. "Sorry, I didn't hear you approach...Good evening, sir."
As the stud introduced himself, both Jahzara and Lily glanced to the side where he introduced the air as his sister. Even Lily's jaw went slack, her ears pinning for a moment as she wondered if the stallion was mocking her golden friend. 'Oye! Whatchu think you gettin' at mister?!' The purple pony stormed up to Tilney, her nose shoved high into the air as she sized him up. 'I can take you, y'know!' A snort from the golden mare silenced the pony as Jahzara studied the stallion's expression, there didn't seem to be an ounce of malice in his intentions. "It's okay, Lily...I think he's nice..." The Arabian cross whispered quietly to the little pony as she stepped closer cautiously.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Tilney and Carlisle. My name is Jahzara." Jahzara was mindful to dip her dished muzzle to both the antlered stallion and the blank space that he had motioned to only moments before. A smile of good intentions was offered to both of them before she dipped her muzzle towards the little purple hallucination that she had come to know and love. "I'd like to introduce my friend, Lily. I know you can't see or hear her, but I can and she always insists on being introduced." While the golden girl was being optimistic, Lily was still skeptical as she snorted at the stallion before finally giving a short 'hey' while nodding.
The gold doe seemed slightly distracted by the invisible character beside her, whispering quietly to the air. "It's okay, Lily...I think he's nice..." was all that Tilney had caught of her odd conversation, but it did send a slight worry over him. He hoped he didn't appear rude or frightening; that would never be his intention and he quietly hoped that this mare knew that. Tilney was a moral stallion, always trying his best to remain as righteous as possible. While righteousness came before his religion, his heart remained warm and unbroken - perhaps that was why he was so prepared to walk up to strangers and immediately accept them as a friend.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Tilney and Carlisle. My name is Jahzara." She had said, and that easily set a smile on his ash stained maw. "Jahzara, a beautiful name!" The bronze brute cheered. Next he was introduced to the flaxen faes invisible friend. Strange how she aknowledged the fact he could not see her; it made it all the more mysterious. Perhaps Jahzara's hallucination was not a hallucination at all. Could the friend following her - Lily she had called her - just be some sort of ghostly being, only choosing to show herself to whom she wanted? Tilneys gaze flicked to the air where she had gestured and again smiled warmly. "How do you do, m'lady" Tilney spoke softly to the ghost, Carlisle following with her won greeting to the spectre.
Tilney had heard many a story about ghosts and none of them good. This one though seemed friendly enough though. "My sister and I were just going for a walk, we'd like to find a nice place to view the sunset. Would you ladies care to join us?" Tilney bellowed to his new golden friend, his bronze body turning ever so slightly to face the cliffside.
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