"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.
01-02-2017, 12:46 AM (This post was last modified: 01-02-2017, 12:51 AM by Calstron.)
(Late adding this in, but its Intermission II) SHE seems...off. He'd never quite understood such emotions. He usually blacked out before then. He usually whispered sweet nothings into the ears of dying creatures when he felt upset or off. He wasn't quite sure what to make of her restrained demeanor. His sharpened rose was not supposed to be this dull and lifeless.
Well, he supposed he would be her whetstone and carve her an edge anew. The blood knight smiles deeply at her greeting. "Ah, my honeyed one, I've been working on that personal....quest...I mentioned to you. The one I felt unsure about? Its about to come to a close, I think, in a rather unexpected way." He grunts as he scoots to add some wood to the fire before continuing. "But I found myself freezing without the warmth of your affection. So, obviously, I had to take a break to come back and find you." He gives her a saucy wink and reaches out to nuzzle her neck.
The deranged creature dips his head at her next phrase and wiggles his way into the shelter, not taking any mind to Tin anyways, and settles in to the warm little shack. A sigh escapes his chilly lips as the fire's warmth begins its work on his frozen visage. Now that he's in the same lighting as the lovely maiden he finds there's something else off about her nagging him. Sure, she seems a bit down, but there's something more.
The woman in white fills him in on everything he'd missed while absent. Her voice begins as a comfort but ends an ocean away from that. He was confused at her discomfort over the new she got but, presumably, it must have been quite bad for her face to fall like that. Oh, but wait, her next words cause her to cease all together and begin to cry. Bloody hell, not only did she have offspring but ones young enough to need interaction with their father? He sputters on the melted snow he'd been slurping near the edge of the fire. The demon wants to slap her, he wants to find the child and kill it, but even he must recognize the hypocrisy there. After all, his transgressions against her in the Caves had been....worse, to say the least. So, instead of anger he offers her a nuzzle and the only comforting words he can think of to muster. "Oh, I am sorry you're having such a hard time with the sire. Truly, a stallion should be involved with his offspring always. I had a son once, his is the feather I wear, but he was murdered. I would never allow a child of mine to go without my presence." Its an odd sort of possessive comfort. Its selfish. But its the best Calstron can offer even on a such a day where he's feeling far better than usual with the blackness held at bay.
calstron & Raeden
"You're lovin' on the psychopath sitting next to you"
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