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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.
09-10-2016, 02:53 PM (This post was last modified: 09-10-2016, 03:02 PM by Frost Fyre.)
Dawn settled softly on morning frost and lifeless grasses. It was the kind of morning that brought chilly winds, ones that kissed your skin and promised snow before long. She embraced it, the cooler temperatures and icy exhales of snow spirits tugging at her dark, diaphanous mane. Orangemoon was that awkward transition phase, and oh, she couldn't wait for it to be over. The star cradled maiden was ready for Frostfall, for snow and northern lights blinding her skies.
Oh, but she would make do with this for now. At least Tallsun was over, and they were a step closer to winter. However, with the end of one season came a renewal of her duties. She had much to do and little knowledge on how to do it. Her leaders entrusted a rank to her despite her inexperience. She had none to guide her, none to hold her hand through this journey. She was alone, again. It was strange how her isolations existed in differed states.
She could only pray there were others interested in her path, interested in what the Gods had bestowed to them, and what she had to preach. With this in mind, she stepped from her cave, long, slender, ebony dipped legs treading delicately forward.
The star swathed Haruspex turned to her companion, tipping her tiara to the cerndyr as she passed her by. 'Seek out any who might be interested in scholarly pursuits, and bring them to me,' she stated through the bond. Altair dipped his diadem in return, snorting and bounding into the daybreak in search of prospects, if there were any at all.
And so the Haruspex waited, a tangle of apprehension, excitement, and stars.
wise ones rank meeting, open to all, especially those with an interest in the rank and those who want to know more of what being a wise one means! Including foals who just want to learn things hah. Feel free to say that Altair found your character and led them to the Haruspex cave!!
Okie, so with that said, if you're interested in joining the thread, please try to do so before sep 17 (for the sake of brevity) <3
"Talk talk talk"
drawing by the wonderful aeolle, table by the amazing time
She recognized Altair, though unlike their first encounter, knew better than to fear his presence. Instead, welcoming his approach with kind eyes, she felt as though she needed to follow him. For a moment, Zyanya panicked, believing his bonded Frost Fyre, the lovely lady who invited her to the Aurora Basin, were in some form of trouble. She did not ask, knowing the stag could not answer her. However, when his pace seemed steady without a sense of urgency, the pale mare calmed, following in silence and ease.
The porcelain doll knew of Frost Fyre's newly appointed rank within the herd being present at the meeting where Deimos had made it thus. Still, there had been little clarification on what the position was, how it affected the herd, but she gladly followed Altair to the Haruspex. If nothing else, she might gain insight into what the job was.
The arduous task of recreating herself had begun from the first moment she stepped into the Aurora Basin. Seeking a direction, a purpose, a way to be of use to these wonderful and powerful people. Her mother would likely have told her to consult the stars, which, according to the lore of Seren, gave birth to their kin and held all knowledge. Zyanya never took up her mother's habits of singing a morning aubade to the stars, giving them a beloved farewell. She never learned to listen to the vibrations of the world. She never bothered to speak to the stars.
And as the image of her mother standing straight, eyes fixed upon the birth star of her daughter Indajani flooded her mind, the very corporeal image of stars appears before her eyes. The danced wonderfully around the horn and face of someone she knew - Frost Fyre.
A smile sets on Zyanya's face as she looks at the very first acquaintance made in this realm, the one who lead her to the Aurora Basin. A guiding star, if she had ever seen one. "Frost Fyre," she offers, head dipping in respect to the Haruspex. "It is good to see you again."
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ooc -- Zyanya is sort of creeping around learning about all the different professions. Hope you don't mind her stopping by. <3
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