"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.
02-19-2015, 12:57 AM (This post was last modified: 03-13-2015, 09:01 PM by Nym.)
Nym
life's like an hourglass glued to the table
I had become rather fond of the Thistle Meadow. The way the thistles pricked at my coat as I whisked past them, and how they clung to my feathers had at first been quite the nuisance, but now I couldn't help but find them comforting. With each step I progressed deeper into the heart of the lands, the same where the mighty task of renewing Helovia had begun. That adventure had been a rather interesting one, and although I hadn't been as involved as I would have liked, I still couldn't help but feel proud of the accomplishments I had achieved. Even though many had come to the meadow in hopes of helping the God, it had cleared out rather quickly once the floods had receded, and soon I had been alone once again.
I couldn't help but miss the noise of others, the constant buzz that had been present for only a short amount of time, but in that time I had grown quite attached. I had also enjoyed the presence of Cashmere, for despite her little quirks and quiet whisperings, she had been so kind to me, and it made me miss even just that. When was the last time someone had taken the time to just sit and talk to me? Years had passed, and it reminded me of the times that I had with Abel. Oh, beloved brother, how I missed you. Where did you even go? Did you leave because of me, or because of something else? I tried to keep those thoughts at bay with all my might, tried to push away the suspicion that it was my fault that Abel was gone, and that it wasn't something else that sent him away. The tears were falling now, and I couldn't stop them. I blinked my azure eyes rapidly to try and push them away, but they were relentless. So there I sat, in the middle of the meadow, tears running down my cheeks as my head was hung low, looking like an utter fool.
OOC: Forgive me for the utter crap 3
WC: 341
TAG: Anyone welcome!
Rue Fight for your values,
And fight for your friends
Fight through this black
Find the light at the end
This was really far from home
Like
REALLY far.
Far enough that Rue was beginning to grow anxious, not sure if she could remember the way back home. She walked through the meadow, ears back and the blossoming flowers in her mane and tail shifting a deep blue, the color of storm clouds, revealing her anxiety. What if she got lost and never got back home?
No, she couldn't get lost because she was Rue and she was Mamma and Da's daughter and was strong and brave...
And lost. So very lost.
Yeah, lost, really much so. She looked around herself, both defeated and annoyed, storm-blue turning to grey, then dingy yellow. Something caught the attention of the blue-eyed girl, however, and she perked up when she realized it was another person. Maybe they were from the Edge too, and remembered the way home! She bounded over, but began slowing when she saw weird water falling from his eyes, a confused look crossing her face and coloring her petals purple.
"Misser? You 'kay?" She questioned, lowering her head to peer up at him, eyes widening. Why did he look so sad? Her ears pinned back, and she took a few steps away, looking around before she grabbed a mouthful of thistle flowers, ignoring the itchy pricks they made in her mouth before she thrusted them at him, flowers gleaming pale silver in hope. Maybe this would make him happy? Mamma liked it when Rue brought flowers... maybe he would too!
03-08-2015, 11:07 PM (This post was last modified: 03-11-2015, 09:52 PM by Nym.)
Nym
life's like an hourglass glued to the table
Her approach had gone unnoticed by me, as I continued to fight the raging war in my mind. Abel had been my world, my everything, and it was so hard to let go of that when it meant that he was really gone. I didn't know that for sure, and because of that I had to keep hoping, otherwise I would be an even more awful brother than I already was. I had left him, unable to handle my own grief, and who knows how he felt when I was no longer around. I was selfish and stupid and horrible, I didn't deserve his love any longer. I didn't deserve anyone's love! I coughed, trying to calm my nerves, when suddenly a creamy head poked into my view. Surprised I jerked my head upwards, stepping back and letting a soft squeak escape whiskery maw. There before me stood a little foal, probably not even a few days old with flowers laced in her rose and cream mane, shifting colors rapidly. She was quite pretty, and I couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful blossoms, so much so that eventually my tears had begun to dry.
Soon she was moving, working her way hastily over to some of the thistles and grabbing them, before returning to my side and shoving the plants in my direction, eyes looking at me expectantly. I couldn't help but let my surprised expression turn into a soft smile, head lowering softly to accept the gracious offering, while also bending my knees so that my bulk landed on the ground roughly. With a little oof I settled my painted build, looking at her with kind expressive eyes and speaking as best as I could through the thistles," Tank 'ou fir 'he fwowurs." Realizing I wasn't making any sense I dropped them on my legs, looking back up at her and speaking again," Thank you. For the flowers. Maybe you can put them in my mane, then we could match!" I let a grin escape me, eyes full of sudden light and joy. Perhaps I wouldn't be alone after all.
OOC: Okie, few more posts and I should be getting better posts, promise xD
WC: 352
TAG: Rue