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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.
01-02-2016, 07:03 PM (This post was last modified: 01-02-2016, 07:05 PM by Tae.)
It wasn't clear to Tae whether Mal and Nashoba were actually related. Even though she was young, she was already clever enough to know that just because the two wolf-eggs had been close to one another when she and Grusha had found them, certainly did not necessarily mean that they were born just like the twins had been. The connection forged instantly - maybe even pre-birth - between Tae and Grusha did not seem to be present in the wolf pups. They tolerated one another, played and frolicked together, but they did not seem like they would kill for one another. Then again, perhaps it was simply because they were weak mentally. Already Tae knew that being bonded to the small black creature had increased its ferocity. It had fed quickly off of her static and dark thoughts, and in turn had grown darker himself.
But Tae didn't mind this muffled weakness. It made him all the easier to control (likely much to the dismay of her Mother).
"Seestra, do you think the monster lives here?"
They had been tracking the huge beast on and off, for a few weeks now. Never had they been so close to it as they had been on the day they found Mal and Nashoba, but they knew it lingered still. They had seen its footprints, smelt its awful stench, and heard its gargantuan sounds. It was around all right - and they were nearly ready to take it on.
Tae turned her mandible-marked face towards her larger twin. Tae might have been the brains, and Grusha the brawn, but beneath her rustic golden appearance, Grusha was quite clever. It was just few got close enough to her to actually see that. Most were crushed first.
Mal ran ahead, leaping through the dry leaves and making no effort to remain quiet. Tae didn't bother to scold him for this - they weren't really actively hunting the beast. And besides, if the pup's antics drew the monster towards them, what of it? At least they would know it was here.
It doesn't matter, doesn't matter if I scare you
I only wanted, only wanted someone else's skin
Grusha was silent as she walked beside her twin as they meandered through the forest. She didn't have to ask because she already knew what they were searching for. It was one of the things that she had been unable to stop thinking about ever since she and Tae had played the role of hero for a wolf mother and her pups. That thing, that monster that had frightened the wolf so horribly, the one that had destroyed her and her sister's creations ... she still wanted its bones. There were so many things she had already thought of making out of them, but there was one (or two) problems. It was still alive. And it was too big for her to crush under her hooves.
It was a pain in the ass, really.
The girl clicked her teeth together as she thought about the monster and the obstacles that stood in the way of getting what she wanted. Her irritation with the whole thing made Nashoba growl and he raced ahead to scout without her even having to ask him. For being so young he certainly was growing into an obedient pup ... if only she had a few more like him.
"Seestra..."
Grusha's ears tilted and she turned to look at her smaller sister. Already she could see that they had each taken after one of their parents -- she after their father and Tae after their short mother. But it wasn't just Tae's height that she garnered from their mother. She also had Ampere's enormous presence even at so young an age. Tae had an aura about her that screamed power and Grusha relished in that. It fed her own aura and made her feel as though, as a pair, they were invincible.
"Maybe." She said in response to her sister's question. "Lotta platheth to hide." And the trees were massive, the very tops of them disappearing into the branches of another. Grusha wouldn't have been a bit surprised of the trees stabbed the clouds as they climbed higher and higher into the sky. "If it ith here," she continued, "We might have'ta bait it." And she grinned because she felt that they both knew what the beast liked.
"True. But it did seem rather stupid. I don't think it's covering it's tracks. Find tracks, find its bones." She whispered back, her marking seemingly punctuating each terrifying syllable. Even though her voice was low - not much more than a whisper - there was emotion and intelligence in it. It spoke volumes of the girls' twisted frame of mind, and her determination to fulfill their goals.
Tae's crisp white gaze looked up into the ferocious baby blue depths of Grusha's. Only at times did she covet her sister's strength and bulk. What it must be like to be able to shove and trample like Grusha. But then, Tae was fast, nimble. Perhaps not hard hitting, but she's one-and-done-you before you knew what was up.
At the suggestion of bait, Tae's smile widened. She knew precisely what it was her sister had in mind, and already her soul hummed at the thought of blood, and warm tendons being pulled apart. This would be no virgin sacrifice, no damsel tied to a train track. This would be a savage taking of who - or whatever - would best suit their needs.
"Don't forget seestra, the monster liked clever bait. A stupid rodent probably won't get its attention. It won't be enough for live bait - it will probably have to talk and whine for its life."
Ahead, Mal howled his glee at feeling such blood thirsty thoughts emanating from Tae's mind. A twisted smile grabbed her lips as she looked up into her sister's steely gaze, and nodded.
Life was decidedly unfair. All around her people were growing stronger, taller, older and wiser. She on the other hand, looked as though she had completely stopped growing already. Short, scrawny, gimpy and slow, the only thing she had going for her were the wings, the icy magic and an ivory bow bequeathed by a dying mother. Some might say it was plenty - some might call them blessings. Erthë didn't. What was so good about a set of wings when you couldn't make a running start and take off from wherever you wanted? She'd rather have her mother than the weapon, and what, after all, was the purpose of freezing water when Frostfall would do that eventually anyway?
If she could at least grow normally. It was definitely too soon to stop increasing in height, she was barely a year old and they couldn't possibly expect her to be satisfied with a measly 13 and something hands, could they? The dove had a suspicion that something was wrong with her, like an illness or maybe a flaw in the diet... She had been weaned early, the change from suckling to purely grazing abrupt and unexpected, paired with constant pain and a steady intake of painkillers. Maybe that's where the problem lay... the accursed milk-weeping flowers.
But there was nothing she could do about that, not before Lady Ophelia had persuaded the gods to heal her legs. Until the pain disappeared she had to continue eating the herb, or she would cease to function from the side effects.
On the whole, it made her feel trapped. Staying in the Edge had been stifling too lately, with more new faces around than familiar ones. Sick and tired of it all the dove fled to the stillness and quiet of the deep woods, and amused herself with disrupting the silence in any way she could. Splashing through creeks and ponds, chasing up birds from their perch in dense shrubbery and using trees for target practice had a way of calming her down. That she left a trail of havoc in her wake was none of her concern - she was armed, she was dangerous, she was not weak, helpless or in need of protection.
Or so she told herself, as she fired off another few shots and watched arrows of frigid light draw frost flowers on the trunks of massive trees.
Flash.
Flash.
Flash.
Not helpless.
Not weak.
Not. Useless.
Erthë
and my knees are shaking - - and my dreams are breaking - - but i know i live today
If only the committed will survive
Is anybody here still left alive?
Tae certainly knew how to appeal to Grusha's wants and desires, so when she said bones she had her sister's full attention. Of course the larger twin wanted the monster's bones. "We could make thooooo much with them." She said as her mind drifted to all the little things she could make out of the monster's bones. Or... "Having ith boneth meanth having ith thkin, too." She said, grinning at her sister. "We could put it back together and thcare ma and pop with it." Seeing the look on their parent's face when there was a monster parading around the Throat would be the highlight of her short life.
"I remember." Grusha hummed as her sister spoke of clever bait. "We juth need thomone thupid enough to be bait but thmarter than the monthter. An prolly not thomone from home..." Even though she could think of a few that fit the bill. So that left them with the problem of finding clever but dumb bait in the middle of the forest. It was probably the biggest problem they'd faced in their short lives so far, but it was one that the both of them could solve because they were smart.
She heard the woosh before she saw the flash of light and it made her stop. Grusha touched her muzzle to Tae's shoulder to get her sister to stop and she looked around. She spotted the flash of light and started in that direction, curious about what was making the wooshes and the flashes of light. She hung back and peered through the bushes at the pale little filly that was making all the noise. A wicked little grin carved its way onto Grusha's face and she turned her head toward her sister. "I think we juth found our bait." She whispered.
Tae smiled at the thought of actually making Ampere or Gaucho jump. She was sure that whatever prop they used to frighten their parents would end up on fire, electrocuted, or both. But it would be worth it, if only to prove that the twins were not just mere children playing with their toys in the giant sandbox of the Throat. They were a force to be reckoned with, even as fillies.
Tae nodded in agreement as Grusha indicated that whoever it was they picked as their bait, they shouldn't be from the Dragon's Throat. In principle the mandible-marked girl shared Gaucho's views that the Throat was a family, but in practice, she thought a few could be cut from their ranks. Even so, Grusha was right, if only for simplicities sake.
Hence why the forest made such good hunting grounds.
Just as Tae was about to charge after Mal, she felt Grusha's nose pressing against her shoulder, and it made her halt in her tracks. Her delicate dark ears were pricked forward, desperately trying to pinpoint any sound associated with the flashes of light.
"What-" She whispered, before promptly shutting her mouth so as not to scare away what might become their bait. Instead she nodded in agreement, and peered forward next to Grusha to spy the pale hybrid seemingly shooting parts of a tree, into a tree. Tae, who had never seen arrows before, just assumed that they were long, narrow branches. But nothing in the girl's mind supported the notion that an arrow + a tree = frost. "Magic-" Tae whispered into Grusha's shoulder, unsure as to whether that meant that they should attack and try to take whatever it was the pale girl had, or if it was an indication that they should let her alone.
Focusing on one of the arrows that it looked like Erthe was about to shoot, Tae pinned her ears and held her breath. "-let's see how strong it is." A spectral/ghostly shimmer appeared before Tae, and fanned out into what appeared to be a bird. Silently on astral wings, the ghost-bird shot forward and attempted to grab the arrow as it was shot from the bow.
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