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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 sun had just begun its ascent into the brilliant blue sky. The heat was already becoming slightly overwhelming for the man whose body was mostly a dark blue. His only respite was the pale fur that lined much of his face and neck. However, despite the heat, there was something more pressing on the blue bird’s mind. Kaos. And what exactly it was that he was doing here and where he might be hiding. Yet, there was only one way of finding out. And that was going there himself. He had been previously with a mare named Iona from the World’s Edge, and yet came up with nothing. This time, he’d bring his family and see what the bunch of them could do.
Quietly, he made his way toward the diviner’s fire, a place where had he had better planning, he probably wouldn’t have gone to a place so hot if he was just mentally complaining about the heat. At least the fire served as some sort of beacon as he cleared his raspy, dry throat. “Dragon’s Throat! I seek volunteers for a patrol!” He called out across the orange sands, blinding with the glint of the sunlight overhead. His gaze lingering on the shadows that protruded along the earth as he squinted his eyes against the bright light.
All he needed were a few to patrol. He could always come back for more, but at this point he was sure he shouldn’t go alone. And so, he waited for others to gather, those that might be interested in a trek to the Spectral Marsh to see what kind of secrets the land might hold beneath it’s dark and bloody history.
Open to anyone interested in patrolling with Sunjata to the Spectral Marsh for info on Kaos!! @Pippigrin for interest. I think two more people should be good for this round! Don't want to have an overwhelming amount of people patrolling all together xD he'll probably offer to do it again, so if anyone shows up and wants to put their name down for another day or make a group of their own, you're more than welcome! :D
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Swaying to and fro along the shores of the oasis, even with his wings flared Pippigrin found it incredibly difficult to keep himself balanced upon the fallen palm. Balancing; that was today's sobject to practise. His teacher? Himself, as it was every day. As long as he found a way to get better at whatever it was he tried to do, the hobbit was greatly satisfied at the fact that he was learning each and every day, honing his skills, and becoming a better warrior for it. Soon it would become a case of putting everything together; running along balancing beams (fallem palms), leaping over fallen obstables (sleeping Throatians) and shooting down his targets! (gulls, manticores, or if there was nothing to aim for, a piece of driftwood he'd lodged far away in a dune).
The boom of their informant, however, as something that startled the hobbit altogether. Flailing upon the palm and spilling right over into the clear oasis pool below, Pippin gave a vibrant grunt as he hit the water.
Plucking himself out, The boy dragged his soggy water-logged wings out of the oasis and attempted to shake them out. It would be difficult to fly in that state, and so the boy reluctantly began his walk in the direction of the spy's call.
A patrol with the other warriors would be just what he needed! A chance to meet them all, to discuss tactics, all that cool stuff!
Tottering over the dune, the hobbit looked over the made others that made up their home. Spotting the vibrant pegasus by the diviner's fire, Pip angled his drying wings in that direction, walking down the dunes with his wings flared in a better attempt to air them out. "Hallo!" he cheered "I'm Pip, the Guardian"
Kaos was something constantly nagging in the back of Ampere's mind. Her sleep was fitful because of it, a worry that knotted her gut and whispered in the back of her mind. She was especially worried because it had been so quiet as of late.Nothing since that first disastrous betrayal of Kisamoa and the Earth's name, since the revitalization of the Marshes and the invincible bones and altar. She had searched the lands a time or two since, always fearful, but never met anything more, and found even less.
Yet problems like this did not just go away. Kaos was surely biding its time, amassing strength or ideas for something far worse, or perhaps trying to kill their gods. She shuddered at the thought.
So as Sunjata called for a patrol, Ampere was happy to oblige, eager to get in front of this monster and eradicate it.
"Sunjata, Pippigrin," she greeted as she flew down to land beside them. Her tone lacked a true warmth, if only because her features were tightened with a seriousness that belied her anxiety. Still, she was happy to see them both -
they were quickly proving to be very motivated and capable members in their specific roles, and she was acutely aware of all the work they were doing. "Thank you for not going out alone," she praised with a bob of her head. "What's the plan?"
I've been trying to fix my pride
But that shit's broken
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