"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.
holding hands, skipping like a stone, on the way to see what we have done
the first to speak is the first to lie; the children cross their hearts and hope to die.
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08-26-2014, 12:16 AM (This post was last modified: 11-30-2016, 03:12 PM by Beloved.)
The massive metal structure captures her within a step, her pause of motion shared with a heady stare that gleams and flickers in her rampant curiosity and lust for the strength such a thing must have. Does he move? He wears gears and joints like he must, and what a cacophony of splendor that must be! Her giggles are endless, ricocheting off of one another as she draws closer to one massive hoof, stands diminutive beneath the great shadow cast by the bronze figure.
He could smash her into nothingness, and it is beautiful.
Suddenly filled with an eagerness to meet the machinists who created such a colossus (or at least held custody of it), she dances back around to look out into the wide valley, the quiet stillness of the lake in the distance and the stench of their sweat and blood reaching her curved nostrils like ambrosia. A cry breaks her lips, slight and feminine, delicate and luring.
The cold can be forgiven. It is time to meet the one who rules the beast behind her.
"rada rada"
Beloved
rust every place that I touch
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09-23-2014, 09:54 AM (This post was last modified: 09-23-2014, 09:56 AM by Beloved.)
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"Talk"
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09-23-2014, 09:56 AM (This post was last modified: 09-23-2014, 09:59 AM by Beloved.)
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"Talk"
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11-30-2016, 01:36 PM (This post was last modified: 11-30-2016, 03:18 PM by Beloved.)
In the Valley of Death
I cast a shadow to block out the Sun
I am a monster accepting what I have become
Appearing from the shadows the glacial caverns, sentinels beneath the diamond-encrusted, ebony sky, is a wraith, her diminutive body dancing on graceful limbs that sway with a slow, cryptic cadence. Gaunt, gaunt as death would be beneath the heavy, dark draping of his cloaks, her bones are outlined through the perfect, snowy velvet of her pelt.
Even things like she cannot thrive on the darkness alone, she has discovered. Her heart writhes with pain to leave the throne of Beloved alone, but her belly gnaws with equal drive to torment her, pressing her further, further into the snow, her hooves devastating the perfect blanket with wrathful strikes. No laughter bubbles from her lips, no ghostly song or rhythmic chanting; only snarls, savage, bestial, the clicking gnash of her teeth as she seizes the very air. The Queen of Nothing is more of a wolf than woman, her displeasure at having been forced to unearth herself boundless, but her path…
It is direct.
"speech speech"
BELOVED
how can you look down on me
when you are buried under my feet?
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