"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.
Angol. Did everyone here know another language? It certainly seemed that way. Nearly all who she had come into contact with dropped a word or two here or there in a dialect that she had never heard before. It both excited her mind to know that there was so much more in the world for her to discover, as well as frustrated it.
As he mentioned children, her blood-soaked shoulders shrugged. She hadn't given much thought to the very young - she had advanced through that age category far too quickly. That being said, the children she had met seemed ... well, other than Zero, poorly informed. They went off the say-so of their parents, and had no real thoughts of their own. To be fair, Zero did almost the same thing, but Isopia blocked that out. She wanted to view him as being different, even when part of her knew that he wasn't. The openness of his mind and his willingness to investigate the world weren't enough to keep him elevated above her general consensus that children were uninformed and closed minded. She didn't necessarily ascribe any blame to them for it, but nor did she think they were worth much thought.
As Thranduil began to move towards her, all thoughts of children disappeared from her mind. Her muscles tensed defensively as his neck arched. His words glistened in her mind like the sheen on his coat, and still she remained frozen in place. Her golden gaze constantly flickered from trying to watch him without moving her skull, and staring straight ahead as if the tenuous proximity he was establishing wasn't bothering her. Internally, her mind was screaming. She hated when others drew near her, regardless of the circumstance. The girl hated nursing with her mother - perhaps that's where it all started. Without experiencing emotion, the intimacy and feelings of contentment that physical touches could bring only instilled a sense of heightened awkwardness and dislike in her mind.
Some mares are not like you raven, their minds think differently. So that… "I-" She began, dark lips falling open to speak. Isopia had meant to tell him that she already knew that most mares weren't like her. In fact, none of them were, from what she could tell. None matched her stature physically, and her mind was an apex that they could not possibly hope to summit, much less see on their own. All of this she meant to convey, with a well-inflected I know, but she could only get the first syllable out before his whiskers graced her spine. Without her mind's approval, her body involuntarily reacted to his touch. The pale skin along her back twitched slightly, sending a not-entirely unpleasant shiver through her whole body. Her ears pinned back in response, but flickered forward uncertainly as his bulk pressed against her own. It was the strangest sensation ... she knew that she was larger than he, and while she was an inexperienced fighter, she had twice the number of horns that he did, and wings. If nothing else, she could evade him completely and yet ... Yet with just the smallest of touches he had somehow made her feel vulnerable. He had distracted her mind and fixed her body in the place (as evidence by the amount of growth which had spread), and he had done almost nothing.
While the girl was relieved to have his presence pulled from her, she was impressed nonetheless. This was ... something the girl hadn't even considered before. As he asked her opinion, the girl realized that her breathing had grown faster during his little tour of her. Concentrating on slowing it, she also forced her muscles to relax, and, as she did so, the pain that etched through her shoulders and haunches was more than she had expected. She had tensed up far more than she thought she had.
How did you do this to me? She demanded in silent wonder as her hard golden stare met his. Taking his previous advice, the earthen-girl remained silent while her mind tried to work out what had just happened.
She knew now how manipulation with words worked, and it made sense to her mind. A coherence theory was plausible and reasonable, and one that seemed fairly easy to manipulate given the right inputs. But ... but physical manipulation? Previously she might have associated physical manipulation with intimidation ... something about using your body to your advantage to make someone do what you want ... but it had never occurred to her that it could be done like quite like that. Still, there was no reason why not. He had used his body to his advantage ... but perhaps the difference was that he had managed to turn hers against her in the process.
So that's it.. She concluded silently. This sort of manipulation relied on manipulating someone's body, as well as their mind.
But how?
The girl knew ... next to nothing when it came to issues of romance or sexuality. She felt neither, and had spent no time investigating or watching interactions of either. Without a baseline, it would be impossible to replicate but ... did she even have the capacity? The girl had always thought of herself as something of an oddity. She was physically different than most, and, if some reports of others were to be believed, her height made some men feel inadequate. Still she was feminine enough, or so she had been told. Beautiful perhaps. Though she had never placed much thought into it - her mind was what she valued above all else, and it was that aspect of her that she thought others should covet. It had never occurred to her that there were other aspects of herself that she could utilize.
Re-focusing her thoughts and pulling her mind out of itself, she narrowed her gaze upon Thranduil. What about the golden allowed him to manipulate her in this way? Was it something physical? Her eyes scanned his physique - the sweat on his sides, the curve of his shoulders, the crest of his neck. Was that it? Mere physical attractiveness? She supposed that wasn't out of the question - whatever base instincts they all had in common would naturally be drawn to appropriate mating partners. Was that why her body had reacted? Reproduction? But something else nagged at her mind, something she couldn't quite touch. Confidence? Proximity? What?!
But more importantly, whatever the what was, could she learn it? Could he teach it?
Insecurity rolled over her like a frigid wave as she stepped forward. Proximity was part of the equation, she knew that. She could eliminate the distance between them as he had - and yet it didn't feel the same. There was .. a tension he had caused between them when he had moved, and yet when she did, it was mere geometry. They were closer together now physically, but not in the way she had intended. Her golden eyes searched his face as if trying to lock onto something that would give her some clue as to how to replicate his movements. Briefly she considered reaching out to brush his shoulder - her eyes fell to it and one of her wings stirred - but she remained still otherwise. Physical contact was not something she enjoyed, and she was still far too awkward and new at this to try. Although she wanted to learn, she didn't want to display her ineptness if it could be avoided.
"How?" She said at least, realizing that admitting her ignorance was the only way of proceeding at this point. She had come close to him - as he had done with her, but nothing happened. It wasn't the same.
If the girl was to achieve balance in the world, she needed to utilize every tool at her disposal. It hadn't occurred to her that this sort of manipulation would likely be looked down on by others, but even if she had, she wouldn't have minded. Results mattered, not means.
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