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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.
Virgil isn't entirely surprised that Isopia is able to dodge his attack. He is no longer a young soldier, but even more relevant, he has never attacked using an enchanted weapon before. The sword-wielding demon is tethered to his thoughts somehow and obeys his command, and yet it isn't an extension of himself. Not really. It belongs in a world other than this one - and it is precisely that world that Virgil wishes to avoid. Part of the stallion feels rather sick at the thought of even using the weapon, almost as if it could further defile his soul and make his ascension to heaven that much harder. But Virgil is willing to take that risk, because what he fears even more, is Isopia leaving him here alone.
If he engages her in combat, he irrationally assumes that she will be forced to stay.
He isn't right of course, but it seems to be working so far, and so he continues.
Not for the first time this battle, Virgil's left shoulder takes the brunt of Isopia's attack. However now that it has been repeated, the surge of pain feels overwhelming and amplified far past the point of what any normal attack should have been capable of. The muscles of his shoulder feel stretched and torn (in fact they are), and despite the greyish blobby colour of his coat, immediate bruising can be seen as blood vessels are ruptured by her stones. The stallion does not try to place any weight on his leg, but part of him is curious to know if anything is broken. Surely something must be torn by now - the agonizing wall of pain is evidence of that - but he wants to know the extent of it. He wants to know just how close he is to reaching a state of brokenness that his mind cannot recover from. Just how badly will she have to assault him before he dies? What needs to break, in order for his life to slip away?
Through the haze of pain Virgil smiles slightly, feel his strength sap away. Isopia's attack had been harder, as he had intended. All was well then. Death was coming.
Virgil wheezed as if he was about to say something, but then seemed to think better of it, merely shaking his head in Isopia's direction. Blood trickled down his left shoulder, wrapping around his knee and dropping to the nearly black stones beneath. The light had fallen so much that it was hard to make out the blood, but he could smell it well enough. Briefly, Virgil wondered if the demigoddess' dragon might be invigorated by the scent as well.
"Will your ... dragon no-... -not join us?" Virgil panted, looking towards Isopia, trying to smile but likely not really doing much of anything. With a grunt, Virgil shifted as he used his mind to move the demon, which swung the sword clumsily; a clear indication of the stallion's waning energy.
The blade had no real target, for Virgil's eyes had gone blurry with the effort and he was finding it hard to focus. Would she move again? Probably. It didn't matter. Just so long as her attacks continued coming.