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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.
12-16-2016, 12:08 AM (This post was last modified: 12-16-2016, 12:25 AM by Astrid.)
Astrid Pegasus Mare
The wind nipped at the soft tips of her ears and caressed her nose. White plums of warm air drifted out of her nose with the heaving of her chest. She didn’t mean to seem helpless though if challenged to a fight she would try to talk her way out of it or do her best to evade the predicament altogether. With her eyes being so poor she would have to use her hearing and her developed sense of others presence to try and figure out their moves and their attacks. She has always felt this would be too much for her and she would lose, she may even die. Thoughts of these two possibly attacking her filled her mind and she began to remember a male attacking her, he was black and she felt like she knew him well but could not remember his name or how she knew him. He was always angry with her, always punishing her. His voice was loud and pounding in her mind.
She closed her eyes and her head turned as if to shy away from the memory. This is when the red male began to move towards her and he spoke but unlike her memory his voice was kind. She shivered at the contrast between his voice and that of the black male in her memory. She looked right at him and could see that his face and neck were not like the rest of him. It blended with his surroundings and she could see better that he was white. His scent as he stepped closer was stronger and it smelled homely and warm to match his voice. Her tips flicked towards him although she kept her posture. Wings extending the flight feathers gracefully.
M’lady? Such a strange way to regard someone. She had never heard this term before but certainly it had to refer to her gender. Did they all talk like this? His words otherwise were inviting. He didn’t seem defensive or offended. Sunjata. Arende. Their names sounded foreign and even in her mind she couldn’t tell if she was thinking of the spelling correctly. Her tail tossed lightly and she curled a hoof, lightly dragging the tip along the ground. Gauging the soil for if it is frozen and firm or soft and malleable. A girl has to make sure her chances of a good escape run if she needs to. To be honest…Arende, I have no idea where I am. I woke up a few days ago here…where ever here is! Her voice squeaked at the end in a small gesture of exhaustion. Her voice is soft in volume though and carries a rustic northern European accent that would come from a place that is covered in snow parts of the year. It is crisp and easily understood. I feel like I have been walking around in circles… Her voice and her head dropped together for she felt like she was getting nowhere in her heart or around this place. What do I want? She asked herself the question but said nothing aloud.
Next the blue male seemed to regard her and she turned her attention to him, her haunches leaning away from him and her wings pulsed ever so slightly as if like silks waving on a breeze. Her mane is long and reaches down her shoulder, almost down to her knee, its texture is slightly wavy. A forelock like a river down her face and splits on either side of her eye. My name is Astrid This statement is said towards both of them. She can’t seem to see a mane on blue as she watches him, even as he speaks she looks for its presence but mostly what she can see is floating blue patches. His accent is strong, she’s never heard anything remotely like it. She hardly believes she understood a word he said properly but thinks she got the gist of it maybe. She spoke this time to blue. Can you tell me what it is like there? What if Astrid likes the snow? She didn’t say this but instead waited to see if this place was worth going to. What if they are in war? Astrid would be of no use to them…she would just hold them back or run away.
She tilts her head slightly and extends her nose out briefly towards him taking in the way he smells and also trying to get a better look but them curls her nose back towards her neck before glancing over at red again. The proposition was intriguing. So far so good.
“Talk"
WC: 771
No worries Skylark. :)
I'm literally developing her as I go along. She was not planned out at all and created on a whim. lol. I hope she is interesting. You guys write beautifully btw.
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