"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.
06-24-2016, 09:24 AM (This post was last modified: 06-24-2016, 10:06 AM by Odd.)
With fire to keep us warm, and tools we made from rocks and bones
The dun listened, oblivious to whatever outward expressions of his inner musings Torleik might have displayed. The stallion might have done nothing, or might have stomped his hooves for all the attention it garnered from Gaucho. Were Gaucho more quick-witted, he might have consoled the stallion, telling him to think of it as a compliment, rather than a slight. Gaucho was honourable, for what that was worth, and would never steal Ophelia, but that he coveted her? One of Helovia's most prized warriors and Sultan of the Throat? And yet she remains with you, Torleik. But alas, Gaucho was not that clever, nor even aware of Torleik's discomfort. Ophelia was a beautiful thing, even in her current state, and the Wildfire's eyes had never been ashamed of appreciating that which he saw.
Gaucho's lips twisted slightly as Ophelia mentioned helping with his spies. "Who better to teach them, than the only one to ever steal Gaucho?" The dun's amused steely blue gaze roamed to Torleik for a moment, unsure if the stallion knew of the incident he was referring to. "No one beat Gaucho on battlefield." The dun paused, and added thoughtfully, "-yet. But Ophelia not need muscle to beat Gaucho. She the only one to ever succeed."
However as his praise for Ophelia was followed up by her admission that her armour was stolen, the amusement in the dun's eyes faded away completely. That someone would steal from Ophelia was ... strange. That she would be caught so unawares that they would be successful was even more off colour. Mara's steely black gaze looked to Torleik from her position in Gaucho's antlers, offering the silent criticism that the dun barred himself from expressing, and you let this happen?
Instead, since diplomacy seemed to be coming in spades today, Gaucho instead said, "That not happen while you here."
His gaze shifted fully to Torleik now, and his antlered skull bobbed. He and Ophelia had been friends for many and many seasons now, and all it took was him trying to murder her a few times - once knowingly, once not. How times had changed. "Throat glad to have you. Come - Gaucho take you across bridge and then find you keys of your own."
Deep inside, the dun felt a warm flush of excitement (and perhaps something akin to pride) begin to ignite. How many times had the words, stay here, lingered on his lips during Ophelia's visits to the sands? How many times had he danced around the subject of asking her to stay? And now here she was, asking for herself. Admittedly, Torleik had never been around when Gaucho envisioned this scenerio, but hadn't Ophelia spoken of the stallion when last she was here? How her heart was his? Their love - and their budding child - did not damper the Wildfire's happiness that she was here. Like the Sun God, Gaucho could settle for having her close, if he could not have her.
Casting a look towards the fiery bridge, Gaucho turned his gaze singularly back to Ophelia. "Sun God will be glad to have you here." He said softly with a smile.
We can end here if you like? Or keep going, WHATEVER :D
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