"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.
So my last entering into Helovia had been borish, and I was only greeted by a lower individual. I had soon left him, after discovering what I needed to know, before going on my own way. Now I was back here again, entering the lands tentatively. Blue eyes peered from beneath long black tresses (which touched and dragged softly along the ground) that curled delicately and cascaded down my neck. Ah you siren you. Only any man could fall at your feet.
I made sure to keep a meticulous upkeep. The long mane and tail where groomed to remain soft and beautiful, and to avoid dreading. I usually took a very long time, but the end effect was completely worth it. I was very beautiful, and I knew it too.
The names of herds that I had pried from that slave pressed through my mind, and I wondered who I might meet on my adventure through this land..
So, I, the beautiful siren, pushed through the cold snow, perfectly warm under the long mane that dragged on the ground. Come and find me everyone. Bask in the glory that is I. I am your queen, your true ruler...
And you may think, is she a war monger? No, the siren prefers to kill in more delicate and creative ways. Luring you in with her song, before poisoning her victims into a deep sleep that they simply just never awaken from. Her hooves are never dirty, as the siren wears gloves to keep them clean.
07-31-2015, 05:32 PM (This post was last modified: 07-31-2015, 05:32 PM by Enna.)
something filled up my heart with nothing
She is a spin of color in an otherwise colorless world, choked by the icy fingers of winter. A breath of fresh life against the gray, the solemnity woven into the forest thick around you. In another time you may have thought that she is beautiful (and is she not? Subtle curves, baby-fine hair as black as indian ink, eyes that could swallow the sky---) but there is something about her that turns you off, sets your heart to stone as you approach her, your smile soulless against the tightness of your lips, mismatched eyes unwavering from the northern blue of hers.
"Welcome to Helovia." You can remember what it felt like to be her, though you doubt that you had ever looked so sure of yourself, the way she walks with an air of what you imagine to be over-confidence. You fight to suppress the laugh that blooms in your throat, sharp and mocking. Had your assumptions not been the reason of your previous failure here, with the leopard-spotted girl? It is released in a breath, a soft huff against the chill of the air. "I'm Enna, of Aurora Basin." The syllables of your home are laced with an unmistakable pride, some of the warmth seeping back into that smile of yours. "What is your name?"
You will try this time, try to ignore the assumptions swarming in your head, try to give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe it is your attempt at atonement for the (slim, so very slim) chance that you had screwed up before, maybe for her sake, an offer for a home at least for the remaining hold of winter. "Is there something you're looking for?"
@[Ash] i hope you dont mind me replying~!
first /real/ recruiting post ever and i'm not feeling well today SO PLEASE FORGIVE THE CRAPINESS <3
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