"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.
Oddly enough, she hadn't been given an assigned patrol for Tallsun even though she had specifically requested it. Their General, Ki'irha, had yet to assign them to patrolling partners and send them off on their assigned locations, and so Rhiannon took it upon herself to patrol anyway. If their General wasn't going to ensure the safety of their herd, to scour the surrounding landscapes for any possible threats, then Rhiannon was going to do it on her own. She had pissed away enough time as it was, and she had promised Deimos that she had changed. That she would change, and General or not, Ki'irha's lack of performance wasn't going to stop her.
A scoff escaped the brindled beast's dark lips, her pace a long, extended trot, prowling across the scorched earth. Even within the Steppe, Tallsun's merciless heat reigned supreme. How had their General even achieved such a rank? Since Rhiannon's return, she had only seen the ranked lady to demand to be thrown in amidst the roster for the Tallsun patrols. A lot of good that had done...
"What a fucking waste." A waste of effort.
Displeasure was a foreign feeling, but Rhiannon was enjoying the freedom from the voices that normally ran rampant within her head. Her thoughts were clear, just as her current task was. It was a welcome, much-needed reprieve. Even though she was angry and displeased at their General, there was a noticeable line between anger and madness. She was well-versed in both.
Rhiannon continued on her trek, her pace slowing to that of a leisurely walk, her brindled, black hide a stain against the dry earth beneath her hooves. It was hot today beneath the afternoon sun and sweat coated her spine, shoulders, and breast, furls of frosted mane and tail sticking to her curvaceous body in an unpleasant way. It made her look wild, untamed, dangerous... But a long bath in the hot springs would be her reward for today's efforts, and that was a-okay.
ooc: For @Albrecht, and anyone else that wants to accompany him to the Veins of the Gods. :D
07-31-2016, 09:13 AM (This post was last modified: 07-31-2016, 09:15 AM by Albrecht.)
Albrecht
“Hurry uup, Stromm.” The stallion sing-songs, trying to hide the irritation in his voice. Ears turned firmly forward, he stands with head lowered, breathing gently into the rapt face of a small brown rabbit. “Just piiick one. They’re all the saaame.” He croons to the rabbit who, hypnotized by his spark magic, currently has no greater desire in life than to be close to him – and it most certainly is. Propped up on her hind legs, tiny forepaws extended to touch the worn velvet of his nose, the little doe stares adoringly into his emerald eyes while somewhere behind her, hidden beneath the packed dirt roof of the warren, huddles a sizable brood of hairless, helpless kittens, newly born and not even able to open their eyes to the smooth scaled death that looms above them yet.
Fairly newly hatched himself, but already almost a week old, the young ball python flicks his tongue several times, in and out, in and out, before deciding that one of the tiny pink bundles smells slightly better than the others and grasps it firmly by the side. The baby animal writhes but seems unable to make any significant noise as the predator wriggles himself backward out of the hollow, though it's bucktoothed mouth opens and closes several times in distress. Once clear of the burrows opening, the serpent wraps himself around his prize in an ever tightening noose, slowly cutting off the supply of life giving blood to the kitten's brain. His mind exudes an aura of satisfaction, primal instincts congratulating himself on the catch.
“Tsk." The stallion scoffs, dropping his control of the mother rabbits emotions and scowling at her. The doe's eyes expand and her ears lay flat in frightened surprise, confusion slowing her reaction, but a harsh grunt from the stallion sends her racing breathless for the safety of her burrow. If she notices the scent of her young on the bundle of black and auburn scales outside as she passes, she gives no indication. “I helped you know. Something you should be exceedingly grateful for since I'm not a helpful guy." He chides the snake, moving to stand protectively over him as he crushes his breakfast to death. “I don't even like the steppe." He's only begun to complain, but the soft clunk of a hoof striking stone or some other solid object pulls his head around.
OOC // Sorry for the delay! They're camped out in the middle of the steppe so you can witness as much of this as you want. Also - yay! - first time using my new table! @Rhiannon
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Rated M, R, NC-17, AO, 18+, NSFW Tag dat azz! @Albrecht Violence & Magic okay. Wish - Away - OOC
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