"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.
The golden vixen stared out over the cliff's edge with glazed over eyes, looking at the ocean without truly seeing the waves or hearing the rush of water. Jahzara was lost in the depths of her mind, her mentality morphed by the latest of events that had triggered her least favorite hallucination to pull her into the darkness. How long had it been since she had been trapped in this mental state? Too long, far too long. The last time Charles had fully trapped her in this state had been before her arrival to Helovia, and this was not a welcome feeling that had returned. Sure, she was moving, breathing, eating when her body demanded such, but she was merely an empty shell walking around. Her body was automated, going through the motions of life without emotions, without communication. For those that greeted her, what was once a bubbly and vivacious mare with a filly-like temperament was now a dull, unresponsive expression.
This was the way that her brain attempted to protect her from further trauma, though she never seemed to figure out a way to escape this mental prison on her own. All she could do was wait for the phase to pass. In the depths of her mind, everything was dark and quiet, as though nothing from the outside world could be processed. Jahzara wouldn't even know how long she had been in the dark, would not be aware to any harm that may have come to her physical being, completely missing any attempts at conversation. This loneliness terrified her on the inside, where her only company was the wispy, smokey draft hallucination named Charles. Charles blocked out even Lily, drowning out everything until he deemed it safe to unveil Jahzara to the world once more.
'Why did you do this Charles? I didn't want to come here!' Her thoughts screamed and pleaded with the figment of her imagination, demanding set her free to no avail. His raspy voice would barely whisper the answer to her questions, merely giving simple responses such as 'not safe', 'invasion', 'changes'. Jahzara was aware that an invasion had been happening for the Falls, but did not partake in the battles and stayed behind to watch over the Edge. However, Charles apparently disapproved of her responsibility engulfed her in his shadows. This alone terrified the girl, not knowing if the members of her herd, her family, were safe. Not knowing what was happening to her home, unsure if she would come out to a land of destruction and missing friends.
The presumed dangers had passed, and now there were many changes in the works for the World's Edge that would involve decisions needing to be made. Knowing this, Charles slowly began to drop his shadow, setting the mare free from her own mind. Ever so slowly, she began to realize where she was standing, the sounds were becoming clearer, the salty smell of the sea mixed with the musk of the forest returning to her senses, her vision focusing at last. For a moment, the golden mare just stood there, her eyes scanning the horizon before her. There was no other time in her life where she had been more terrified to turn around, to see the potential damage that had wrecked havoc on the world behind her. Horrible thoughts ran through her mind as she worked the courage to look over her shoulder to see that her home was still standing the way it always had been. With a sigh of relief, all of her muscles relaxed, she hadn't even known that she had been so tense.
"I wonder what all I have missed..."
"Talk"
OOC: Open to any and permission given to anyone to say that they tried to interact with her before during her 'blackout' of sorts, she won't remember any of it. Now she needs to be updated on all the changes that's about to happen!
Force permitted against Jahzara, but please to not maim or kill her!
Please tag only in first posts!
It was quiet in the Worlds Edge, but you wouldn't know it walking near the cliffs and listening to the primordial song of the sea, which was precisely was Leeka was here. The silence was unnerving after having so many leave to inhabit the Hidden Falls since the success of the invasion. It made the forests seem barren and hollow, which served as a sort of sirens call to the cache of unwelcomed memories of before she had found Helovia, of all the lonely traveling she had done when she was forced from Eoroleen. It didn't help either that she couldn't escape the restless and uneasy feeling of knowing that the Moon Goddess made this realm her haunting grounds too. Unbidden, a shiver ran its course over her body, as if trying to shake off the encompassing feeling but to no avail. The potential presence of the rouge luminary lingered in the air as potent as the chill of Orangemoon – an ironic twist considering that so long as the Goddess had been banished there had been no moon to speak of to go along with the season.
At that thought Leeka managed a brief snort, reveling in her little quip. As things stood now she had little fondness for the Moon – in fact, the mare’s dislike for the God bordered on hatred after what she's done – and refused to forsake the Edge because of her.
She would not leave her home again. A sentiment she didn't expect anyone else to adhere to. It was her choice to stay in this haunted realm, in part because she couldn't bear otherwise. Still, it seemed it wasn't to remain so empty after all. Word had reached the mare of a tournament being hosted to decide the new leaders of the Edge; meaning that the herd still existed in essence, something that amazed Leeka yet took with a grain of salt. Knowing what dwelled within these borders, who would want to stay here? To lead it? Where others so unafraid?
You stayed, didn't you? came an idle thought. But this tournament could also attract zealots of the Lady Moon. Who knows who will answer the call...
That is what worried Leeka when she had heard the lingering echoes of a possible debate in the air. The preliminaries for this 'tournament' must be underway somewhere along the borders of the herdland, which was where Leeka was headed to find. However, as she walked along the cliffs and a plume of cloud passed over the mare caught sight of a familiar face. The appaloosa may not have be close to anyone but she had a good memory and hardly forgot anyone she'd met, however brief. She'd first met Jahzera when Kahlua had first lead her in to the Worlds Edge where she had welcomed her alongside Fiore. Leeka remembered her as a dreamy girl who behaved so much younger then she was and insisted on the presence of her imaginary friends. She had caught glimpses of the palomino appaloosa mare before the days of the invasion and recalled how glum she had seemed. She actually had meant to talk to the mare after seeing her like that but couldn't recall what had distracted her at the time. Since then Leeka hadn't seen any trace of Jahzera till now and had assumed she, like the others, had gone to the Hidden Falls.
In an instant Leeka's pale green eyes light up with joy when she recognized the other mare and launched herself into a canter to close the distance between them. " Jahzera!" she called, unable to contain herself as she neared and stopped with a fair distance between them. It was a certain kind of happiness to know that she wasn't the only one who stayed behind, that a part of her family remained. Even if it was someone she barely knew,the smile on her face was genuine and unashamed. " I'm glad to see I'm not the only one who stayed behind."" she said. " Even...even after all that happened lately...I couldn't go to the Hidden Falls even if I wanted too."
Leeka paused, fighting back some of the hurt at what the Edge had done. She didn't want to know what it felt like to conquer or to see the faces of the defeated members of the Hidden Falls. She tried to think of how'd she feel if the same happened in Eoroleen but couldn't comprehend it. Home was a concept sacred to Leeka. To violate it like they have...the thoughts were bitter indeed, yet she was wholly conflicted considering the gravity of the entire situation. Kahlua must be a wreak over this, no doubt. "We are the few remaining, but I think more are to come– eventually. The new leaders for the Edge have yet to be decided, but that decision will come soon enough, I bet."
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