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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.
I did not want to cross the border. I would wait at it, but not cross it, for I did not want to be known as a trespasser. Quite a few of my members had been taken as a prisoner for ‘trespassing’. I did not want to end up being taken again and make the rest of the Assassins think that I had abandoned them. I would never want to abandon my family. My family needed someone to be at our backs and to not think of us as just some annoying bugs that would quickly be swatted away. We needed to be at peace with another herd. Ophelia had already promised me that the Assassins and the Foothills would be at peace. She had even released all of my prisoners that she held captive there. We needed more on our side that is if we ever wanted to take over the World’s edge. They were one of the most populated herds in Helovia, and they were going to be tough to beat. Not to mention they had the Dragon’s throat on their side.
That is why I had come here, to the Aurora Basin. I had heard rumors of the Qian taking over the Edge from them, and maybe if they were still angry about that they would side with me and my Assassins. Not only would my band get what we wanted, but the Basin would too.
I waited out in the cold. It was not so dark here though. I could see the light from a cave nearby, but that was inside of the territory and I was out. Small snowflakes danced around in the darkened light and gently touched the broad back and neck of mine. It was a quiet unlit day, and I let a thunderous neigh rumble from my thought as I called for the Basin leader. Her name was Psyche, I believe.
[[Since I discussed this with Rayo before Tonka got stolen, I got an Admins approval on posting this thread.]]
The light-trees seemed to provide more illumination than they had the day before, though perhaps that was only a matter of perception. As the night carried on, it almost seemed as though it weren't so dark, and the shadow-mare found herself wondering if they would all be blind when the sun returned. If the sun returned. As the days passed, it seemed less and less likely, but with that realization, the Empress grew more and more comfortable. She had been born of the night, after all, and as the hours, days, weeks, even, passed with no more trouble than the occasional, accidental intruder, she found less and less about the darkness to fear. The glow of the nearest tree reflected off the snow that crunched softly beneath her hooves. Perhaps it was lighter here than anywhere else in the land, for they had reflected light to see by.
A call caught her attention, and she halted, her form a dark statue surrounded by the ivory of the snow. Auds pricked towards the borders, a mild surprise flickering briefly in her mind. Who was mad enough to traverse the Steppe during the endless night? It would be cold there, colder even than in the Basin, for there was no sun to provide warmth. She supposed that this particular part of the night had been a tad warmer, as the wind had died down, but even so, she found herself impressed with a newcomer that she had yet to even lay eyes on.
Ice broke softly beneath her blurring pistons as she approached the borders. She was glad that she had lived in her land for almost a full year when the night began, for she had been given plenty of time to learn every rock, every tree, and she arrived at the pass in good time, travelling through the darkness at the edges of the glow-trees' eerie luminescence. She took stock of the form that had paused at the edge of her land and, noting the horn upon his brow, called her own greeting. "Well, hello, darling. You're quite brave to wander through the Steppe during these odd times, aren't you?" A smile graced her maw, though it was rather a disturbing sight, what with the shadows and all, and she continued. "Do walk with me, won't you? And tell me - what brings you to my land."
"Talk talk talk."
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I stood there wondering what to expect of this herd. I had never come to the Basin before, let alone meet a member from here. I knew that they were a racist bunch, and might even think down on me for leading a band of mixed species, but what could be the worst that that could happen. I was not here to cause trouble but the exact opposite. I was here to ask for peace between us and not another enemy. I just hoped that they would understand this.
It was not long until I saw a shadowy figure coming towards me. I looked down and took in a deep breath. I lifted my head up again with pride. I was Tonka, the Assassins leader. I was barely able to see her when she had talked. Her pelt was the color of the darkness and the only thing that stood out was her bright white black and the socks on her feet. She also wore feathers and teeth, and I assumed that those were the ones that’s life was taken away by her. She was smaller than me, but I had learned to never underestimate size.
Well, hello, darling. You're quite brave to wander through the Steppe during these odd times, aren't you? Her voice cut the silence of night like a blade slicing through one’s flesh. My ears flicked forward, and I looked at her shadow like figure. “I live actually in the Frozen Arch, so it is not that far of a walk.” He replied, a slight smile growing on his maw. The femme asked him to walk with her and explain his reasoning to be here. He hesitated for a second before crossing the border, but placed a hoof into the Basin territory.
“Yes, I will walk. I have come on behalf of the Assassins. I think I remember my old leader telling me that she came to talk to you. Her name was Ignita. Anyway, I would like to offer peace between your large herd, and my small band. I also have revenge to offer for you. Revenge on the Qian for taking over your rightful land, the Worlds Edge. Wouldn’t it be nice to see them fall to their knees, begging for mercy? Once we gain more members in the Assassins, and once we grow stronger, I would like to attempt in taking over their land. It is risky goal, but I live for taking chances, even if the outcome is horrendous. I have just come to not gain more foes, for we have quite a lot down at my end, but to earn some friends to help us succeed our goal.”
The steed paused, almost forgetting to add something, “I am Tonka, by the way. The new leader of the Assassins. And I will presume you are the leader of this fine herd, Psyche? Please correct me if I am wrong.”
07-21-2013, 07:25 PM (This post was last modified: 07-21-2013, 07:26 PM by Official.)
The Senior Admin team did not approve Tonka creating this thread while being held prisoner by the World's Edge. Prisoners are not allowed to create or join threads outside of the captor's herdland and/or with their captor. Pre-dating threads beyond the event of being taken prisoner to escape this rule is not allowed.
This thread is to remain locked until Tonka is free.
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