"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.
I could feel the annoyance rolling off of the varnished beauty as we stood there, but I couldn't tell if it was all directed towards me or if it was partially for the white mare who would be a slender beauty if it weren't for the odd horns protruding from her shoulders. As I spoke, introducing both myself and the varnished mare to the ghostly hued one I could feel the icy glare of Snö piercing into through my bay coat and skin into the very core of me. If it weren't for the presence of the stranger, Kirah, I was sure the meeting between the two of us would't be so peaceful. "I am very capable of introducing myself. I am Snö and this piece of shit is a stalker."
Dark rimmed harks slammed back to bury themselves in sooty dreads as the mare spoke up once more, this time adding to insult and calling me a stalker. I was quite the opposite, tracking and stalking were two very different things! A snort blasted through my sooty paper thins as I shook my sporty skull at the two mares. Ocean pools turned to grasp the ghost mare once more only to find that she was no longer standing where she had been moments ago when I had introduced myself and my unhappy companion to her. There hadn't been a sound from the creature as she moved, making her way around us her own pools locked in on the egg that rested gently against the nook of my hocks. If either of them made a move towards the precious gift I would simply take a half step backwards and end the misery of whatever poor creature was decomposing without the heat of it's dam. When I finally located the ghost mare I turned back to Snö, deciding that for the moment the ghost was of no threat to myself nor the egg. "Stalker dear? You are the one who followed me up here." The varnished mare continued rambling about how she would never agree to disagree with the likes of me, and for a moment I couldn't blame her.
But then she opened her mouth once more. "You don't even know what you're protecting. When it hatches I hope it rips your throat out and drinks your blood for its nourishment." I choked back a peal of laughter at the thought of an infant latching onto the closest thing to it and draining it of life just to further it's own. My skull shook ever so slightly as I lowered my skull to look at the two toned egg for a moment before glancing out of the corners of my sockets to the mare I had been tracking for quite some time. "I suppose that would be better than whatever fate the poor bloke that ends up with you will have." A deep chuckle slipped from my chest as I looked back to the slender ghost who seemed quite transfixed on the egg that rested against my limbs, a small smile tugged at the corners of my sooty kissers as I lifted my skull back to it's normal resting position. "Kirah, what do you think is in it? Will it devour my soul?" The amusement and mockery was evident in my vocals as they reached out to the ghost, hoping to bring her back into the conversation she had so easily slipped from. There was no need to be rude to company, even if the other member of the party was acting as if she had no sort of upbringing.
A sharp sigh drew my attention away from the ghost mare once more and suddenly the varnished was speaking again. Funny, I didn't remember her being this much of a chatty Cathy before. "So where is Felcie? The master is never far from his dog." My pelt shuddered at the mention of my father's name and for a brief second I enjoy the bitterness and rage that is lying low in her lyrics. Felcie had caused more trouble than he had pleasure in anyone's life, he would have been a fantastic leader if he cared for the well-being of anyone but himself. But genocide was the only thing on his mind and that would be his downfall. "Even the most well trained dogs manage to break free from time to time." All of the amusement that had laced my previous lyrics was wiped away and the my words came out flat and monotone as if just the mention of the bastard was enough to drain my frame of any energy that may have been there before.
"Speeeech" Tag;; @[Snö] Words;; 780 OOC;; sorry for the wait loves <3
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