"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.
11-13-2013, 05:23 PM (This post was last modified: 07-22-2014, 11:23 PM by Africa.)
They tell me I'm too young to understand
They say I'm caught up in a dream
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I’ve wandered too far... was the first thing that flashed through her uneasy mind, when after a long trudge south through the slippery white sands of the beach, her hooves struck a more solid, soil loam. She was unused to such an awkward and primitive means of travel, her knees were stiff and aching, and her pace had slowed rather dramatically, hindered by the difficult nature of the terrain. Not so long ago, Africa would have soared far beyond the land where those unadorned, unblessed ground dwellers hobbled. But now, she was one of them- ungifted and forced to abide by the unflattering laws of gravity.
No answer came from the bird that did sail far above her bobbing head through the hold of night’s enduring, smothering shadow. There was no understanding between them, no ability communicate while their bond was still gripped with immaturity. Theirs was a silent barter of passions; pure, organic emotion that spilt from one heart through, into the other. Understanding was growing slowly and steadily already though, and as such, Africa found an easy friend in Silas. Perhaps one closer than any of her own kind, she had ever encountered. So too did his unrelenting loyalty and dependability strengthen her appreciation. Rarely, were Zephyr and Pegasus not in one another’s company.
Character Name: Ampere/’s Magic Attack: 1d20 rolled for a total of: 13 (13) + 6.5 Damage: 1d6 rolled for a total of: 3 (3) + 4.5
If Attack > than opponent defense, attack hits.
If d20 = 1, critical miss: take 1/2(damage) to yourself
If d20 = 20, critical hit: opponent takes 6 + damage
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19.5 > Africa's defense of 8.5, so the attack HITS.
Africa takes 3 + 4.5 points of damage from Ampere’s magic.
01-06-2014, 03:38 AM (This post was last modified: 07-22-2014, 11:25 PM by Africa.)
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03-14-2014, 07:10 PM (This post was last modified: 07-22-2014, 11:25 PM by Africa.)
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03-14-2014, 07:13 PM (This post was last modified: 07-22-2014, 11:25 PM by Africa.)
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07-22-2014, 11:28 PM (This post was last modified: 02-28-2015, 11:12 PM by Africa.)
No Time for Lies and Empty Fights
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Her words were a comfort, pulling the private stallion from thought; from contemplation and consideration, though he did not again speak. Words were fine for those loose tongued creatures filled to the brim with opinion, but Hector had not the mind to share his feelings unnecessarily. He was built and trained for war, not conversation. A light, thoughtful smile leaked instead through his cool expression and he nodded, agreeing. Perhaps if ever he found reason enough to part with the duties he so faithfully tasked himself to (enthusiasm faded, his motivation grew vague), young Sikeax would be among the first he would fall to for company. She was forgiving, accepting, all of which he respected.
He found not the same comfort in crowds that many did though, and preferred a lot of the time to linger from their reach- both emotionally and in person.
The pale, horned mare startled ahead of her as they progressed northeast through the grove, just beyond the shining face of the pool from which she’d emerged. Hector’s wings flared readily and the sinew beneath taught copper rippled reflexively, oblivious to the thoughts of hers which had provoked the sudden movement. He was there to protect her (and to a lesser extent, probably bond), and vigilantly his gaze combed the surrounding copse of trees for sign of company. To his rear, the long leonine tail swept left and right, fiery-red tendrils swishing between the foliage to either side of the rough track they followed.
She asked him suddenly if he’d rather walk by her side, and carefully he closed tighter his wings around the bugle of his great barrel. Hector slipped left of her, nose rattling with quiet approval and the warmth radiating from her smaller body drew thicker the sweat to stain his own, feathers brushing frequently against her as they moved. She built confidence throughout his powerful physique; a sense of reason and longing that were rare in recent times, and his fondness increased- even if the value was thus far superficial. Perhaps this foundation being laid would lead down the line, to a deeper kind of friendship.
As they passed through the darkening cover of night, it became apparent that they were quite alone and that nothing unusual gave reason for concern- there would be nothing to report when they returned home. A heavy sigh slipped from the stallion’s parted lips. "I feel our time would be better spent patrolling a land more occupied," he thought aloud, and turned an eye to find any expression crossing her pretty features. "Did you want to make our way north?"
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Africa Thread Tracker
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