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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.
"The Forest Queen in fall
is prettier than them all!
Red leaves worn in her hair,
her, uh, cloaks! Ever so fair,
gents press her for a dance,
for even just a chance
to see the Forest Queen in fall!"
With a grace that she was becoming more and more adept with, the cremello damsel twirls and pivots outside the shining panels of the greenhouse, prancing between the various shrubs in this section of the garden. Almost all of them are beginning to lose their leaves, and some are even quite barren; the realization that fall, when talked about around Orangemoon, was simply a dumb way to say what happened during the season, had struck her earlier that morning. She’d been so amused by the idea that she’d began work on her newest song, about a beautiful, but unfortunately unintelligent, Forest Queen. The small song had become much easier to elaborate on when she’d discovered that fall rhymed with a lot more words than Queen did, and the rest, well…
She’d written about a hundred or so lyrics very similar to this one. Today, though, while she waited for her lesson with Miss Evangeline, Maude actually seemed to realize it, suddenly stopping in her wild frolicking to stand amidst the still swaying, ugly shrubs, a look of deep thought stealing her face.
Why, they’re all being bothered by gents for a dance, aren’t they! she frowns, glaring at her reflection on the glassy greenhouse, as if a surly face will make something more inventive happen within Maude’s imagined tale. With less vivacity (and sheer volume) than had been leant to her singing before, she attempts to amend her tune:
"But the Autumn Queen
was just as cold and mean
as she was elegant and fair,
and, and…"
While her frown had fallen away for the dreamy expression of imagination and fun, it finds its way back to her pretty face some seconds after her song lilts off into contemplative silence.
"Dang it!" she mutters, kicking a dirt clod clear across the clearing and into the surrounding brush line, and watching its trajectory with her narrowed, spring gaze, "Hair, care, wear…"
[ OOC: You gonna learn today Miss Maudie ;D aha ]
Maude
How should we like it if the stars were to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me.
10-25-2016, 11:24 AM (This post was last modified: 10-25-2016, 11:29 AM by Evangeline.)
Tallis sat perched in one of the trees near the greenhouse, his black eyes watching the little girl that danced and sang. Evangeline had told him to be on the lookout for her while she'd gathered plants that hadn't withered and died for the lesson that she'd agreed to with Tilney's daughter. She'd seen the girl around the Edge before and she'd always seemed upbeat and polite -- far more polite than the girl that she'd given lessons to before. She doubted that she'd have to give this child a dose of laxatives to get her point across.
'She's here.' The orange dragon had informed his orange counterpart and she'd made her way back toward the greenhouse. She hadn't been far, so it took her very little time to make it back to the designated meeting spot. Her head dropped down and she placed the plants she'd gathered at her hooves and watched Maude as she glared at her reflection in the glass. 'She's been singing.' The dragon said to his bonded's unspoken question. 'Think she's trying to think up another line.'
Evangeline's ears tilted forward and she listened as Maude began to sing again. She seemed to catch a snag with finding something to rhyme with fair. The Moon Doctor thought for a moment before she began to sing:
"But the Autumn Queen
was just as cold and mean
as she was elegant and fair
and feared by wrong-doers everywhere."
As her voice faded to what she assumed was the end of Maude's song she began to walk toward the girl. "Good morning, Maude." She greeted as Tallis left the tree he'd been perched in. He swopped down to pick up the herbs that Evangeline had left at the edge of the clearing then flew toward his bonded. "I'm Evangeline and this is Tallis." One ear tilted back to the dragon that had settled onto her back. He trilled his own greeting to the girl and peered down at her. "You're here for a lesson, correct?"
She had not noticed the dragon watching her. Certainly, if she had, the girl might have tried to lure him down to play with her, as she was apt to do anything she found interesting and capable of doing so. She does, however, notice the arrival of her teacher, or at least who the girl immediately assumes to be her teacher, who repeats the sound of her recently created verse. She finds, as far as Maude is concerned, the most appropriate closing rhyme that could be imagined, and the child, who’d never sang in front of anyone else (as far as she knew, anyway), and certainly had never had anyone help her finish one of her songs, either, is immediately enamored.
Literally beaming as she looks over to where the crimson and cream mare arrives through the trees, delighted to have met a fellow poet, and further thrilled to discover that the pretty Doctor already knew her name. Perhaps Miss Evangeline had songs of her own? Maude thinks, but her thoughts are immediately cut short by the stunning appearing of Tallis from the autumn foliage.
Literally gasping with a restrained squeal of delight (she’s never seen a dragon before), the maiden traipses towards the bonded pair to shorten the time it will take to get to admire his pretty orange scales up close. When he trills his reptilian greeting to her, Maude’s ears shoot forwards, her green eyes widening, a playful giggle leaping unbidden from her throat, which she does her best to quiet in order to answer the Pure’s question.
"Yes!" she grins, her dainty head bobbing in cordial greeting, barely managing to sever her gaze from the handsome dragon to make polite eye contact with the mare, "daddy said you knew lots about herbs, and I think I would like to be a healer one day, like you and him."
Maude
How should we like it if the stars were to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me.
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