"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.
well someday soon when the spring brings the sun
i'll sleep, i'll finally
feel better when the winter's gone
sikeax
Anticipation has kept her awake, rolling in the belly of the grove’s lake the night before until Hobgoblin was creating as many bubbles as he could manage to display his exact feelings.
Neither really get any sleep that night.
She wakes him up early to prepare, asking favours, frowning with the flowers they had pulled from the caves aren’t at their best after having been carried miles upon miles and strung up in tree limbs overnight. It draws her lips into frowns and distorts them into scowls when even a single petal makes a break for it, but nonetheless the majority survives to be braided into her mane and tail, a flower crown because possibly youthful trends will wash the age from her face and into the braid in her tail, redone just for the occasion.
Yet imagine the surprise she feels when Maren is her first partner. “Wait.” It slips out unintentionally, softly whispered yet screaming in the inside. Maren knows, Maren saw, but Maren had supported her(or at least it seemed she did) during her short reign, so maybe Sikeax should focus on other things.
As in, since when has Maren been attracted to girls?
A sigh rushes out to Hobgoblin’s giggling, and her nervousness barely leaves her enough room to tell him to shut up.
OOC: Sia is standing off to the side with Hobgoblin beside, in his Serval form, who has a lil glowing flower collar on.
02-09-2017, 04:17 PM (This post was last modified: 02-09-2017, 04:18 PM by Maren.)
BY THE PRECEPTS OF HER PURITY
Helovia was big, with lots of souls coming and going like the tides or the wind. As they rippled the glassy surface of the water she sailed, she had thought an event like this would carry strangers above anything else. Nonetheless, of all those lost souls that she should not be familair with, she stumbled upon one she knew. "Sikeax." Maren's voice carried, a hint of surprise stumbling through her outlandisch accent. She had recognized the former sultana at once, not having forgotten her forsaking of the herd. Yet, somehow in this moment she did forget. Her silent eyes gazed at the bright floral assembly that sat in her mane like a crown, or a veil. She did not care about her own appearance, what her own beauty was worth in comparison to her everlasting wisdom. Yet, now she felt strangely rough, crownless, perhaps, too. And a little less wiser. There were voices of other pairs scrambling around them. However, they had drowned within the voids of her own. "To see that you have not given up on Helovia completely makes me glad." She made sure to make it sound as casual as she could. "Though, as much as I like to dwell on it, I am afraid these rounds are timed too tightly to talk about past events. I understand that sometimes we must bury our dreams in order to survive, I guess that is what brought both of us here." She covered the slight ground between them that was left, her foggy mane following in the contrast of shadow and light cast by the halo drifting above her winged head. "So what are you looking for tonight?" she almost whispered as her eyes gleamed silently, but shrouded, along with the twilight, by a questioning twinkle of a smile.
Not in the past, not even in the future, either. Just... now.