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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.
06-13-2016, 06:21 PM (This post was last modified: 06-13-2016, 06:22 PM by Auriel.)
I said to the sun—what's the Big Bang like?
the sun said—it hurts to become
We picked our way through Helovia, myself and my blind, flightless raven. I found a friend in her, despite her ways being delicate and outlandish. She was all I was not, in a different way than Shida was. Ravel and Shida, both my opposites, but neither in the same way. Perhaps that was what drew me to the raven.
I looked over to Ravel and smiled lightly, mostly to myself, as the turning of my blush colored lips was unbeknownst to her. I slowed my pace as we neared the Edge, the Ruins of the Glass Wall igniting a bit of fear in my breast. Would my friend be able to traverse the glass without being cut?
I supposed it was time to find out.
I led the way, choosing a fine hole in the wall that would be easy enough to walk through. "Careful here, stay close. Once, there was a huge wall made of glass here, for our protection. What's left of it is in ruins," I stated with a sigh of my smoky breath as I kicked a shard of glass out of our way. Maybe bringing a blind horse to the Edge wasn't particularly the wisest idea, but I had faith in my friend.
"Welcome to the World's Edge," I told Ravel gleefully once I had slipped through the entrance. My pale gaze left the inky mare then to search the landscape for signs of superiors, namely maybe my mother or Tembovu. Part of me almost hoped it would be the Elephant King rather than the Icebound. I hadn't spoken to her in a while.
Ravel had not spent so much time with anyone else befoe, save for her brother. She and her brother had been inseparable. He was her guide, her protector, her friend, her everything. It felt odd for her to be so very close, physically, to this new friend… to trust them with her life. But Ravel had nowhere else to go. Besides, what would one want with a skinny, blind creature? She was sure she tasted bitter, if not like nothing at all.
The journey was long but she enjoyed the company. She was one step behind her friend the whole way, muzzle bumping gently against the captain’s shoulder every now and again. But in her years she had learned to stop dead when the word ‘careful’ was said. Ravel grew stiff, still, waited for her friend to pass. She listened intently, the words stoking the fire of her curiosity. A glass wall? For protection from what? Or whom? Something, or someone, that made a barrier meant for protection into a dangerous obstacle?
Her heart fluttered, skipped a beat. She drew her breath in slowly, held it, and followed ever so closely behind her friend.
She assumed the words of welcome meant they’d found themselves on the other side of the wall. She hesitated, and as she exhaled, she slowly dragged her body along the mare’s side until she rested again at her shoulder. Questions shifted wildly about inside her mind, the feeling of loneliness in the pit of her belly long gone now.
She wasn’t sure just then if she wanted answers.
Instead, she lifted her head, wondering what awaited them.
★ harm her if it pleases you,
but death is not ready for her yet
Black-rimmed ears swing forward as he heard voices— both feminine but only one familiar. Another newcomer to the Edge? His head raised from his greedy, delicious afternoon snack of Birdsong’s lush new grasses. Great horn swiveled towards he border near which he grazed, wondering who would appear.
A lopsided smile crossed his muzzle as Auriel, wreathed in black smoke, emerged from the misted trees. And at her haunches walked an ink-stained equine. The slender, dark figure hovered, almost intimately, and the Edge’s Princess’s shoulder. He had not known that his Captain had had a lover. Should he have known? His internal questions brought a closer inspection of the long, lanky newcomer. And he found her body feminine, if angular. Ebony brows raise, glancing between the pair as his head cocked. He was not one to judge where one finds love, but—
His thoughts cease as his intent study of the back, violet-sheen woman settled on her eyes. Blind. Though there were some that were pupil-less in Helovia, the way the woman hovered and the way her silver eyes stared unfocused all told the Elephant King that this newcomer did not have sight. His own eyes dropped to the minefield of sharp glass that littered the misted ground between him and the two women.
“Auriel,” his deep rumble called, “There is a place cleared of glass just past the trees to your right. It might prove less treacherous for you and your companion.” His own, broad shoulders twisted, as he began to move in that direction, hopefully following the two along the other side of the shattered glass until they reached the short, glass-free expanse.
“Hello, I am Tembovu. I gladly welcome you to the Edge,” he low voice easily travelled the distance to the newcomer, “Aside from Auriel’s good company, what brings you to us?” His deep tone was laced with curiosity.