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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.
01-30-2013, 03:54 PM (This post was last modified: 01-30-2013, 04:20 PM by Alex.)
The darkness of the secret grove's night was all encompassing. She had not seen her sons in days- they had been mere glimpses and shadows in the edges of her eyesight, haunting the woods as she had taught them. But they did not come when she called, and they did not gaze upon her with the same adoration. She blamed Tajheri, for his endless resistance; Knox for his paternal adoration, and Kipp for his kindness. They were drifting from her one by one- all but the most loyal of her sons.
Wilder had never failed her, nor she him. But she saw the lust in his aging eyes each passing day. His habit of following her around had not gone unnoticed. But she had always found him to be the least charming of her sons- perhaps she could still smell the pirate on him. She remembered him young, his coat bloody from the battle and his eyes awakening to a fresh day. With his mind beaten out of him he had been fresh and ready for the mold- her first experiment.
But she had learned quickly that kind words got her nowhere, even if he had not. She had cared too much for him, treated him with too much affection. And ever since he had waited for it in return, only to live dissatisfied and jealous. Well now he could get his wish. Emerson had needed the extra convincing to stay loyal, but Wilder... Wilder could receive this as a reward. Her false affection for an assurance of loyalty.
Your Character: Mandrake Gender: Female Species: Equine Breed: Irish Draught Height: 15.3 hh Color: Steel Dappled Grey Markings: White Mask Eye Color: Gray Health: Perfect Other: Dark Magic to shapeshift into a jaguar. Request: Pegasus colt, please <3
Dam of your Character Gender: Female Species: Equine Breed: Irish Draught Height:15.2 Color: Grey Markings: None Health: Suffered from schizophrenia. Other: Dead
Sire of your Character Gender: Stallion Species: Equine Breed: Irish Draught Height: 16.2 Color: Black Markings: Wite sock on right foreleg, white blaze. Health: Healthy Other: Dead
01-30-2013, 04:17 PM (This post was last modified: 01-30-2013, 04:20 PM by Wilder.)
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Just like with any night, he wasn't far from her side. The white shadow never was, except for when explicitly told, or if she managed to slip away without his notice. He knew he was getting older; His body had yet to give under the stress he'd put it through over the years, but he knows. Still though, his loyalty drives him on. There is no room for the weak, and while one day he'll push himself too far, that day has yet to come. It would be the death of him- She would be the death of him. But like a moth to a flame, he was still drawn to her.
The envy and jealousy wasn't exactly something he bothered to hide. The fact that Emerson had sired a foal had ate at him for the entire duration of her pregnancy; the boy should have been his. But he wasn't, yet Wilder couldn't help his resentment. He'd been the first- back when the mare had been little more than a child herself. Witnessed her transformation into what she was now; And yet despite the taboo, the stigma attached to it, he can't resist himself- can't resist her.
So as she leads them to the Secret Grove, his interest is piqued- why she would go there was beyond him, unless she had a suitor waiting there; in which case, Wilder would kill him. A thought tugs at the back of his mind, but the aging stallion rejects it, until she stops moving finally.
He doesn't feel the need to speak, doesn't want to ruin something with a slip of his tongue. He knows he's not exactly the most subtle with words or intentions, and as such, he simply steps towards her, muzzle outstretched, wanting to press against her shoulder. Physical contact with her is brief, and he cherishes each moment, even if he's immediately swatted at with claws.
Your Character: Gender:Male Species:Peg Breed:Arabian Height:15.1 Color: Grey (black) Markings: black tear drop markings; black wing tips Eye Color: Black Health: None Other: Crane wings Request: what Alex said
Dam of your Character Gender: Female Species: Peg Breed:Arabian Height: 15.0 Color: Bay Markings:Sock (LF) Health: N/A Other: Hawk Wings
Sire of your Character Gender: Stallion Species: Peg Breed:Arabian Height: 15.3 Color: Grey (black) Markings:n/a Health: n/a Other: Crane wings
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01-30-2013, 04:32 PM (This post was last modified: 01-30-2013, 04:36 PM by Official.)
Congratulations you have a newborn colt!
Gender: Male Breed: Irish Arabian Species: Pegasus Height: 15 hh Color: Grey on Bay (homozygous carrier) -- born bay but will be fully greyed out by the time he's 2, though his dark bay points will fade to grey more slowly.
Wings: feathered, black with grey primaries, though the black feathers will also fade to grey in time. Markings: Dark points to joints and head, small marking on face (color and design your preference) Health: Healthy Other: Magic: DarkxFire| can shapeshift into a phoenix, wings able to burn whatever they touch