"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.
Huldra skimmed across the windy beach with a singular purpose: find something to entertain her. The transition to living in a herd was still awkward, she’d been used to nomadic life, but her pursuits were the same. She’d met a desert denizen of two, had taken a keen interest in the hulking black gladiator, but there was much of the desert that she had not yet explored. She hadn’t traveled inland often, knowing that is was near the ocean that she was most likely to reconnect with either Ralik or Tarik and that was certainly sufficient draw.
Their last stretch of traveling had been testy, and she knew that was mostly her fault, and she was eager to touch base with them and be sure they could fall into their usual easy companionship. Huldra really did enjoy their company, as aloof as she generally acted, and more often than not they made her laugh. Even if she had found a possible replacement for their role as protectors, they had become friends too and she wasn’t going to give that up. She was lucky Siggy had found a sunny patch of rock to hibernate in or hurdle would have had to endure her never-ending taunts about it.
She smiled when she spotted Ralik down the sandy stretch and kicked up into a canter. “There you are, Handsome! I was hoping you hadn’t got lost among the dunes.” She glided to a gentle stop, turning to bump her hip against his as she reached him. She gave him a familiar wink, Not run off north yet to find your siren?"
Huldra She's long gone with her red shoes on
Gonna' need another lovin' baby
11-20-2016, 09:54 PM (This post was last modified: 11-20-2016, 09:59 PM by Ralik.)
ralik
What doesn't kill me better run.
Ralik had not seen hide nor hair of Huldra since they'd made it to the Dragon's Throat, but he wasn't worried. If he was honest it was mostly because she'd driven him stark-raving mad after he and Tarik had wrecked their ship because of their drunken antics. Likely she had already attached herself like a barnacle to another stallion in the Throat and was driving him crazy with her whining and complaining about everything. But, again, if he were honest it did bother him. She was his wench and even if she did annoy him sometimes (a lot) he did enjoy her company.
It was as if thinking about her had summoned the devil herself. His ears tilted and his head turned when he heard her voice carried across the sands. He snorted at her hip bump and reached to nip at her mane with the full intention on pulling it none too gently. After all, she deserved it after the way she'd treated him and Tarik. And, well ... for not saving his flask.
He'd never been sober for so long.
It sucked.
"There's plenty sirens here." Ralik pointed out, and it was true. Everywhere he looked there was a mare and he had to admit that the Dragon's Throat mares were hot stuff. He paused then, his gaze sweeping over Huldra's body, a body that he knew too well. "Besides, I ain't looking to replace my favorite sireeen yet."
It wasn't as if she'd expected him to be all smiles and heart-eyes at the sight of her, Ralik was a rougher sort and when it came down to it, so was she. The snort, the nip, all the gruff signs that the hot water she was in was more lukewarm. When he gave her mane a tug, she let herself be pulled closer, using the rough admonishment unashamedly as an excuse to brush her face against his neck. It was the best apology he’d get, and she liked the contact anyway. Oh she worshiped any touch, and a familiar one was all the better.
“Sure are, you and Floatsam will be drowning in them before long, attractive devils that you are. I’ve got a bone to pick with that Nephele though, ‘take your pick’ my ass. The desert seems a bit lacking in men.” There was a big black gladiator with potential, but still he was only one potential lover, hardly a host to choose from. She grinned with a side-eye glance at Ralik. “Small wonder they were so eager to snap you two up.”
She caught the sweep of his eyes and felt a familiar thrill rush down her spine. Though they’d decided to let their affair be a short-lived one, it didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy being admired. Damn if those green eyes don’t get me every time. “Hmmmm…” came her purring sigh at his words and she rewarded them with an affectionate lean into his body with hers. “Careful now, I’ll almost think you’ve forgiven me for being so cross.” She kept her tone light, knowing he’d be delicate without drink. The poor little dear.
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Huldra She's long gone with her red shoes on
Gonna' need another lovin' baby