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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.
01-05-2017, 05:54 AM (This post was last modified: 01-05-2017, 05:56 AM by Astarot.)
In her mind she fantasize about gettin with me
He lingered out of sight watching everyone head off in different directions. To his surprise most stuck close to the Rotunda, or headed to the Endless Blue. His brows furrowed slightly as he waited to see others head to the Veins. One small group headed that way, and made up his mind. Taking a deep breath he stepped back into the clearing where some still lingered. He held his skull marked head high as he strode proudly past the other equines. Blue and scarlet eyes looked straight a head as if daring anyone to stop him. His face was blank, stoic enough to make his father proud. Once he was well out of sight he allowed his face to relax back to it's easy grin.
He kept his eyes open for random things that needed cleaning or removed. His first project appeared in the form of two dead trees half standing and leaning against each other. He stood looking at them thinking of the best way to deal with the problem. He was sure knocking them down wouldn't be that difficult, but getting rid of the logs was a different story. Dual eyes gazed around thoughtfully. He hadn't realized how close he was to the veins. Smirking the turned back to the trees judging the angle carefully.
Stepping forward he reared up on his hind legs carefully placing his feather covered front hooves upon the meeting point. After finding the balance point the colt gathered his strength. Pulling his front legs back he grunted as his thick hooves slammed down on the trees. A groan from the dead bark was pleasing to his flattened ears. With a roar he threw all of his weight into his fore hooves.
His legs slammed to the ground as the trees did the same. A dried withered root flew from the ground and slapped the colt across the chest. Pain seared through his flesh as blood rushed to billow from the cut. With his face drawn up the colt snarled and glanced down at the bloody cut. Aggravated he rolled his shoulders trying to erase the pain from his mind. What better way to do than to finish his job. With neck arched, great head lowered, and nostrils flared he advanced on the fallen trunk. Splatters of blood followed his movements. He lowered his head to the first piece of timber and shoved it towards the lava pool that waited for it's meal, like a massive dragon.
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OOC/Tags;; Open to all, he has a nasty cut on his chest, stupid tree xD
NO WEALTH, NO LAND, NO SILVER, NO GOLD
NOTHING SATISFIES ME BUT YOUR SOUL
"Bet you were hoping nobody saw that."
The filly's sardonic voice rings through the Veins as she slinks towards the colt, a grin plastered in place. She's in her horse form today, which is fairly unusual - she's been experimenting with as many different animal forms that she can lay her hooves on. No beast is safe when Oizys is out for their blood, eager to drink of it and steal their bodies. Ker is a willing accomplice, her razor-sharp beak assisting where Oizys' blunt teeth fail, and the large yearling has developed something akin to an addiction to shapeshifting. Even the agonising pain is tolerable when she knows what comes after.
But when it comes to Kisamoa's grunt work, the raw strength of her horse form is the most useful. She's strong for her age, bulky and muscular, only stymied somewhat by The Thing, the weakness in her heart. It would be hard to picture such a weakness by simply gazing upon the gargoyle queen, however, with her powerful frame, savage horns and wicked attitude. She's in her element when she's using her strength to shift logs for Kisamoa, all in the hope of earning something good for her efforts.
Ker tilts her terrifying head at the boy, whilst Oizys also scrutinises him. Handsome enough, well-bred, if a little clumsy it seems. "Here, let me help. Don't want you hurting yourself again." Her cold eyes twinkle with mirth as she advances on the offending log, pressing her own colossal chest against it to help the colt push it towards the lava. Not out of any true empathy for his injuries, but because two bodies are better than one to achieve their goals.
01-27-2017, 01:24 AM (This post was last modified: 01-27-2017, 01:25 AM by Astarot.)
In her mind she fantasize about gettin with me
He turns his head to look at the person that spoke. He really didn't care that it had happened, but this girl was gorgeous in a way he hadn't seen before. He noticed the grin on her face and smiled. His pale shoulders rose as his smile turned to a matching grin. "Shit happens, right?" it wasn't really a question, but she could answer if he wanted too. She was clearly younger than he was, but thickly built like he had once been. He took in her dark coat, and three jagged horns. Of course he didn't want to get on the wrong end of them, but they were still nice to look at.
His father would approve, but would he? Sure he loved to look at women, but he knew in his heart he only wanted one, maybe two in his life. His heart clenched at the thought of his father finding out. Or finding out what he really wanted to do with his life. turning his attention back to the girl he focused on her. She was to young for anything serious anyway.
It took him a moment to notice the large bird that was giving him the stink eye. Of course a unicorn wouldn't be able to have a dragon companion. He guessed a bird was the best she could hope for. He nodded his head at the bird showing his respect before turning to the girl. Laughed spilled from his lips at her words. "No, don't really want my battles scars coming from a tree."
With her added weight the tree rolled easier towards the lava. He shoved harder, his pride not allowing him to be shown up by a girl. Before long the log hit a downward slope and rolled away with a horrific sound as it hit the lava. He turned toward the girl smirking as he did so. "I'm Astarot by the way." He dipped his head respectfully before heading back to the next log.
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OOC/Tags;; @Oizys sorry it took so long!