"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.
My relaxed muscles pumped off my natural body heat, making the dewy air that cloaked our current residence feel like beads of sweat on my warm pelt. Just as soon as I connected my blood stained mug to her radiant body, she pulled away, moving forward into the abysmal darkness. I listened for her words to follow mine, getting a short reply, her tongue seeming to stumble over the words that flowed from her chest. The grin that had taken over my crimson features sunk back into the emotionless straight face that I wore so well. Neither of us could see the other, so what did it matter?
Her hooves tapped the hard flooring with a slow rhythm, creating just enough of a sound for me to follow. The scent that surrounded her very being, dry and dusty as her home was, also lead me along to trail mere feet from her oddly colored tail. The strange sensation still stirred in my belly but was slowly dwindling as we moved along.
Miniature stones bounced off of my hard hooves, rolling away casually with a few obnoxious clicks that echoed off of the surrounding walls. Please tell us that you know what's going on, boy My ears flicked backward, curious as to what they were saying, but I kept my mouth shut. It probably wouldn't be very smart to start talking to them right now.. Africa would lose her mind. No.. I really wasn't sure what that was. You want that Pegasus. Why would you want that? There are plenty of unicorn mares back home that you could talk to Want her? I connected the awkward dots that all clearly led up to that exactly. Oh fuck..
"What do you suppose is down here?" Her soft voice brought my attention from my brain, back into reality. My eyes tried to look around us, but I still saw close to nothing. Her silhouette was really the only thing I could make out at this point. "Maybe an underground river or something.. it's really wet in here. Or maybe nothing. Maybe we'll just run into a wall." I rambled without thinking over what I was saying, the words all spilling from my brain, to my voice box, and into the murky air.
Another sharp sound clinked in front of me, sounding rather like a metal ore rather than the crunch of a rock against another. My chest suddenly met Africa's rump, bouncing me off of what I could not see. "Oh, shit." the calm words came just as the mare before me called my name, her tone seeming nervous as she was when we had first met. "I think I found something.." As much as my body was comfortable pressed against her slightly shorter rump, my curiosity pulled me to her side, listening to the annoying scratching sound. "I don't think that's a rock?" I dropped my face to find her dark shaded knee, following the length of her leg down to where she was rolling the object back and forth. A few deep breaths of the disturbing air and metal assured me that this was surely not a rock.
walking "talking" voices
EVERYTHING YOU'RE RUNNING AWAY FROM
IS IN YOUR HEAD Please tag him in every post!
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[O] [Finished] I Could Be Your Hero, Baby [Voodoo, Open]
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