"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.
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
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A single dark rimmed ear twitched with the mare's laughter, I wondered why it was so amusing that a stranger had not yet found their purpose in these lands called Helovia. It would seem she thought me foolish for the time being, but foolish was the furthest thing from anything that could describe me. I didn't give myself much time to mull over the odd antics of the darkly horned bird before questioning her on what information it was that she was looking for. Maybe the information she was looking for was just as hard as finding a purpose of some kind in the world today. ”Many things. My mistress has gone missing and I thought I might find her. I doubt I will though, I haven’t seen her in sometime” Emeralds shifted, focusing on the mare's obsidian pools as she spoke of some other mare who had been an authority figure in her life. Had this tri colored, feathered beast belonged to someone? Was slavery something that colored her past? I thought not, for the words that slid from her dark lips were colored with admiration and a tinge of worry, there was no happiness there over the disappearance of the mistress. ”Perhaps I should forget about her” I watched as her slender, winged shoulders rose and fell as if pushing off the thoughts of her mistress was that simple. My ears flicked back, pressing against my scalp ever so slightly as my vocal chords began to shake again, finally warming up to the whole idea of speaking.
"Mayhaps she doesn' wanna be found." Thickly accented words rolled off of my tongue like honey while emeralds searched the mare's eyes for any sign of emotion other than what seemed like acceptance. Surely losing someone you looked up to was no easy feat, but I doubted she wanted to talk to a stranger about the pains that she suffered with. ”The Hidden Falls. It’s nestled just under the mountains. If ever you want answers to that purpose of yours, you should stop by. I’m sure you have some skills?" The darkened corner of my mouth turned up into a crooked half-grin when the mare asked if I had any kind of skills that would be useful in a herd type situation.
I had never been one of large social situations, but then, it would be a nice change from spending so much time around the lava and rock walls of the caves where my only conversation was hearing my own voice bouncing off of the walls that seemed to close in on me a little more each day. "I'm handy witha craftin' and Iva dabbled a bit in the fightin' sida things." My long black dreads snapped at my hips while my lips parted to allow an introduction to fall into the humid air around us, she seemed trustworthy enough to give my name, surely she wasn't the kind of bird to bring home a stranger. "Name's Desperado, but I'll answer to anythin but late to dinner." I flashed another half grin to the mare as I fell silent, wondering where the conversation would go from here, or if it would be brought to an end and we would head back to this Hidden Falls place that she lived.
"Speech" Tag;; @[Ghost] Words;; 558 OOC;; We are gonna pretend he was talking like this the whole time, kay? xD new character struggles <3
HP: 63
Desperado,
why don't you come to your senses,
you've been out riding fences,
for so long now.
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HP: 63
