"Where brilliance is good and madness is better..."
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 hadn't meant to cause the winged steed any kind of emotional pain with my questioning. At least it hadn't been my intention, but then maybe it had been my intention...I didn't want to be alone in the pain that was coursing through my veins. I didn't want to be alone at all, every fiber of my being was screaming at me to embrace the painted stallion who stood before me. But then my mind fought back and whispered in my ear like a lover that fighting would ease the pain more than a gentle physical touch. And at this point, I was more than willing to listen to the devil who had set up camp on my shoulders. “Would it matter if I had?” My chestnut harks swiveled forwards to catch his words as I focused once more on the stallion who stood before me. Curiosity flashed across my features momentarily as I wondered just what the stallion had been through in his life that would have caused the kind of pain that I was feeling. "No one should ever feel that way." I spoke softly, yet quite matter of factly as I pulled my orchids away from the stallion for a moment. Maybe fighting wasn't the answer here. Maybe we could just talk it out like grown ups rather than children. “Thee will never forget…” The stallion's soft voice breaks through the warm breeze and settles like a blanket that you can't seem to quite shake off. “How does ye propose I help?” The bile from my stomach rose to my throat as I peered at the stallion once more through thick lashes, how did I want him to help me? How could I ever forget Note? Of course our "relationship" hadn't lasted long, but it was still important as it was the only one I had been a part of. My tongue clicked uneasily against the ridged roof of my mouth before I finally allowed my orchids to settle completely on his own strong features. Surely this stallion would slaughter me in a fight, but what did I have to lose?
My white washed skull shook slightly as I forced my mind into reality, I had plenty to lose but something told me that this brute wouldn't leave me for dead. A single corner of my rosy kissers turned up in a twisted smirk as I looked at the stallion and my vocal chords began to vibrate. "I....would it be too much to ask for a spar?" My normally fairly strong and clear vocals spilled into the humid air a shaky mess with all of the emotions racing through my average sized frame before I coughed slightly in hopes to collect myself. "If that isn't too much to ask I mean." I wondered momentarily if the winged stallion would agree to such a random proposition. Or if he would merely laugh at me and continue on his way, leaving me to pick up my pieces on my own.
"Speech." Tag;; @[Midas] Words;;504/800 OOC;; 0.3
Sorry this took so long dear, life is crazy. I'm glad you still want to continue with it!
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