"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.
"The quiet serenity that whimsical was entrapped by was quickly disrupted. Her trance and captivation by nature erupted and all thoughts cascaded from her mind. The thicket of brush rustled and a breath not her own entered her clearing of dead trees. Tension traced like an electrical spark through her body. Muscles working like a well-oiled machine wrapped around her legs contracted and expanded with great explosion of power. It was only instinct to react in such a manner, as their genes are evolved with fight or flight instincts. With Whimsicals athletic and sporty build it was quite obvious she preferred the response of flight. It was all within a moment of one breathe that the mare’s relaxed body turned into a spark of athletism. She recoiled into the air moving her head just enough so her blue eyes could capture the entity that walked to her presence.
Golden and sturdy with flaxen mane a beautiful blue eyes. A scent of a mare, and unknown to whimsical. All this information whizzed through her ever ticking mind before her feet reached the comfort of the ash laden soil surrounding the two equines. Balancing on the tips of her hooves still uncertain. Granted this wasn’t the normal reaction Whimsical responded with. Normally she was a quite confident mare just rather… jittery and easily spooked. And with her ever wandering mind she was caught off guard quite often. Letting her muscles relax slightly as the two equines stood chest to chest with a comfortable distance the two. She tilted her head ever so slightly in response to the words received and processed by Whimsical. Weather seemed to be the subject. Rather bland, but an endearing attempt to start a conversation between the two strangers. Whimsical allowed herself to fall into the generic conversation. ”Ah Hello Romani? She said quizzically as if to question whether she pronounced the name correctly backed to the golden mare. But continued on her response without waiting for approval ”Yes, I suppose the weather is pleasant…. Nye rather bland with no personality.. She retorted contradicting her first statement. There wasn’t a touch of wind to play at her mane nor mist of fog to make a mysterious setting, or even a cloud in the sky to which one could creatively make shapes out of. Weather was bland and boring like never ending pattern of trees bestowed in every direction she could look.
”Non the less, excuse my reaction I had not expected one to find me so soon in this maze of trees. But I am Whimsical.” She was being rather polite for her usual self. But she wished to investigate this mare. What life story could unfold from this mare, what questions could whimsical leak out of her. She was much too curious for her own good. A slight inviting smile reaches at the tips of her mouth. An inviting one, simply to ease any possible tension she had created through her rather abrupt reaction. Yes this filly was not graceful, or fluid with her motions. She was rather heavy footed and dense in the idea of being dainty and ‘pretty’. But she was an athlete ready to move at the wisp of a sound. Just as the filly was relaxing an unfamiliar scent reached into her nostrils. A red flag resonated through her body. The scent of a meat eater, a creature every instinct in her body loathed. Her blue eyes caught hold of this odd looking predator she had not seen the likes of his breed before. It was small and rather fragile looking. Whimsical decided it wasn’t a threat but neither would she wish to keep it around when it did grow into its adult form.
Tipping her head gesturing to the black cub of a creature she spoke rather bluntly. ”That yours I assume?”. She didn’t wish to be rude with her words but she eyed the creature doubtfully. New to these lands she wasn’t quite sure of their foreign…. Relationships….. With other creatures. Her eyes did not leave the sight of the tiger but she didn’t look tense as though she were on guard either. More or less neutral territory on her comfort with this new situation.
OCC: No worries its always hard to start off a random post. And im still getting a feelign for this girl anyways :P"
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