"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.
She didn't know if she was relieved or irritated by his initial answer. He had been hurting like she; filled with the pain and loss of their child; and he hadn't even tried to talk to her about it. Then again she hadn't mentioned either; but was it because he hadn't been around to talk to? She had been so busy searching for her that it almost slipped her mind. They hadn't even tried to find her together. What did that say about them? Were they no longer as in love as they had once been? Yet even that thought caused her to ache; because she loved Miykael so much; more than anything aside from her baby; and so to know that they hadn't taken the time to just be together hurt her all the worse.
She didn't acknowledge much of his speaking afterwards because she was so focused on her own failures; of the shortcomings that she possessed and how she didn't even try to fix them. She had been much more self-absorbed than previously thought. This was something she would store in her mind for later. Suddenly he was approaching and crashing himself into her wide chest; and as her face fell in place in the crook of his neck she couldn't help but melt into him; because this was the man she had fallen for in this exact place all those years ago; and she knew deep down she could never let go of him. Lips found satin skin; and her teeth trailed tenderly along the deep between his neck and shoulder; knowing that was where he always preferred attention.
Eyes fluttered close to savor him and his musky scent; to enjoy the way his lips felt against her shoulders as he spoke sweet promises into her massive form. She believed him with all of her heart, knowing that he could never lie to her or perhaps anyone. That wasn't how the angel worked. So she pressed herself closer to him and let the tears begin to dry; and as she let his breathing lull her into a sense of calm; she finally opened her eyes and looked at the fine hairs on his chest as she once again spoke, I love you Miykael. I always will. I can't continue to worry about where you go when you leave. I don't want to continue not speaking to each other and disappearing suddenly upon each other. I'm just as guilty; and I want to correct the issue. Promise me you'll try to be more present in my life. In the life of... any future children we might have.
She was tentative in her verbiage as she stood back from him, to look into his eyes because what would he say to that? She had always wanted more children; even before Merialeth had suddenly vanished. She had imagined her and Miykael standing side by side; watching fondly over their children as they frolicked and played; some obviously too grown for such things but happy to be with them nonetheless. It was a comfort she had found in her dreams at night as she went to sleep, an escape from the world that was filled with sorrow and bitterness and lost babies. It had been her solace this entire year of torture where she didn't have her painted princess pressed against her at night; where she wasn't able to watch her grow and learn about life and the world they lived in. She had missed so much of Meria's life because she had failed as a mother to watch over her and make sure she didn't vanish from her sight. She hadn't been able to love Isara; what on Earth made her think she could care for any other foals?
Now she was crying again and she couldn't stop; her composure finally breaking into the broken mess of anguish she had been hiding away all this time, not wanting to burdening anyone with her sorrow. Her head buried itself into his chest and she sobbed, not caring if she was loud or obnoxious because she missed her baby dammit and now she was fucking gone and there was nothing she could do to bring her back. All she had of a reminder was the small charm that pressed against her chest; that continued to prove to her each day of her failure. Her sobs broke into wails, and she pressed harder into him because he was the only thing keeping her grounded in this hell. She couldn't lose him after she had lost so much else, and it left her feeling so empty... who was she anymore?
Soon she was gasping, trying to find air as she lifted her skull away from him briefly to fill her lungs, before turning to press all of herself into his side and nuzzling his shoulder. This was where she felt safe, this was her sanctuary in the darkest of hours. She knew all along that Miykael would be there for her through it all, and it was so hard to imagine her life without him. Managing to calm herself down despite all of the emotion welling in her, face finally smoothing out to a less panicked expression; she looked back up at him; sniffling before murmuring softly to him, I failed them both as a mother and protector. How can I in good conscience bring more life into this world when I wasn't able to keep safe the ones prior?"
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