"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.
05-05-2014, 03:13 PM (This post was last modified: 05-05-2014, 03:35 PM by Parelia.)
I see the love in disguise!
The long legged awkward colt stumbled and staggered around leaning on his dainty cremello mother glancing every now and then at his massive steel father. The little colt was cloaked in pale golden hairs dapples rising like suction marks along his sides. The golden marred by a single white spot on his left side, right above his elbow. His legs are a bright deep teal, slightly darker than his mother's streaks, the socks trail up his legs and fan out into ivy like plants. His short foal tail and mane are black at the roots frosted at the ends with white. His intelligent eyes are a bright silver like his fathers. There is a mask of teal ivy that starts a little past the front corner of each silver eye and trails over his elegant neck stopping half way down his neck. In the middle of his forehead is a multiple colored spiral horn, about an inch long. Perched firmly on his back are two handsome wings. The wings are the same teal as his other markings mixed with the silver of his eyes.
Bright honey eyes were taking in ever detail of her new and first baby. He looked so much like both of them, his body looked much more like Ciceron's, but his coloration was defiantly from her. Gazing her eyes towards her silver night a smile curving over her face she pushed her warm muzzle out towards him. His scent was warm and sweet in her velvety nose. The trio was almost back to the falls. Pulling away from her love she pricked her ears, instead of relaxing as they neared their place of residency, she became more tense. Ciceron, however brave and protective, would never harm a heard member. Parelia did not trust the crazies here and never would. Honestly she would love nothing more than to leave the falls.
Once they were within the borders the mare pulled her baby closer to her side with a soft whinny. The path in was not easy, and she would not allow little Ilios to fall to his death in these falls. The colt staggered over to her thrusting his small body against her side enjoying her warm skin. The three had waited for two hours while he gained his strength so they would be able to make it safely home. Once they were in a small clearing with a rare tree the small mare stopped and gently nudged Ilios close to his side. He obeyed happily and ducking his head under her still slightly swollen sides. her voice was warm and soft, "There you go sweetheart eat up." She turned her warm eyes towards her knight smiling softly.
"Talking"’Thinking’Penna
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OOC:; This is were she is going to get heckled until she just cannot stand to live here any more! Fell free to verbaly abuse the heck out of her! Pick on Ilios if you want too! @[Ciceron] @[Satanic Silk] @[Agrona] Anyone else too!
It was with great reluctance that he had agreed to leave the Rotunda so soon, ideally he would have liked for his mate and newborn son to rest there for awhile longer to regain their strength. There was no rush to return to the falls, yes he had his duties but his family needed to come first and right now he was paranoid that something would happen to them. Much of the journey back home was spend with him trotting up ahead to make sure everything was safe before circling back to rejoin his family. Kiara had gotten annoyed by his constant fussing and had chosen to walk along side Parelia until she almost got stepped on by the dainty footsteps of a newborn. Now she had fallen back to follow them at a safe distance much to his annoyance, he would rather not have to keep checking she was still there and safe why couldn't she just stay with them.
Arriving back home made him feel a little better as he knew they were safer here but he still wanted to keep close to ensure that for himself. It was still a hard concept to grasp that this was his handsome son, it was a good feeling though. He seemed to be a fast learner as it did not take Ilios long to master the art of walking on such long legs, it was amusing to watch his reaction to many of the things that were common to the rest of the world. Hunger seemed to finally catch up after such a long journey and he couldn't help but smile watching his colt curl into Parelia's side to feed his tail flicking around the entire time.
Reaching over he let his muzzle rest against the painted mares neck in content letting himself draw in her comforting scent, but something wasn't quite right something was bothering her. "Dove? Are you alright is something wrong?" Lifting his head to drape lightly across her neck he turned his gaze to meet hers hoping that she was alright. He wanted nothing more than for her to be happy but it seemed like he was failing at making her happy, it was a feeling that he dreaded.
05-21-2014, 08:57 PM (This post was last modified: 05-21-2014, 08:58 PM by Satanic Silk.)
Nope. No Africa here either. I'm starting to get a little pissed. Maybe a lot pissed. Of course Africa isn't in my homeland, I would have found that out by now or Midas would have told me. Which is the same as having found out by now. Fuck. I miss her. I need her. Ugh. Definitely not in a good mood. And as I walk, I stumble upon a sight I did not expect.
A stallion, a mare, and a colt. The stallion, I don't know. The colt, I don't know. The mare... oh, yes, I know her. Parelia. We had a little.. tussle once. Not the fun kind.. the I-am-annoyed-by-you kind. And that colt... there's no doubt, now that I stare, open-jawed, that the colt is a production between Parelia and the spotted stallion standing there. Well, does this surprise me? I'm not sure, honest to God. I approach slowly, trying to decide what I want to say to them, because I definitely want to say something. I stop not too far way. I don't want to be threatening... just be an ass. I'm a different stallion than the one she first met.. but seeing her has that part of me rising to the surface in much less time than I might have anticipated.
"Parelia... stallion... whelp. Parelia, a little less spazzy than the last time I saw you... are you sure that you didn't just saddle this poor soul with TWO children?"
Walking "Talking"
OOC: Oh lord, sorry it's horrible. Also, totally don't wanna be mean to Ciceron because I legit like him, but... Silk doesn't know I like him. Sorry Ciceron.
Tag: @[Parelia], @[Ciceron]