"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.
L u n e i a Maybe I'm just crazy, Or the Devil got inside.
Luneia was happily minding her own buiness when out of nowhere, she was taken, yet again. to be honest, she was getting a little frustrated with all these people stealing her. If they were using her to get leverage, then so be it, She didn't really care. But if this one thought she was just going to be stolen happily like before then they had another thing coming. Swinging her but round she kicked out at him in frustration, just wanting to actually be useful for once in her life. The Fae had gotten used to the Throat and even Faelene. For once she had felt a connection with another being. Then this sick bastard had dragged her away.
Slamming her pearl hooves into the ground, as best she could, she stood a stance much like a bull ready to charge. A snort exiting flared nostrils. Now she was pissed. "If you think you can take me, think again" she spat with a firey tone. Her breathing was ragged as she faced him off, nostrils flared widly. "You can take me, but I'll make your life hell" a snort sounded as her stance went lower, ready to poise herself if he hit back. She was fueled with pure rage, though the midst of it was not from him, it was more her life happenings. Too long had she let others walk all over her, push her away and not fight back. Everyone had always shut her out. Her parents had even dumped her for the way she looked. They hadn't wanted this marked child she was, the way she had been born. Her father was Black with a snip, her mother a Palomino with no markings. Most of the herd were just one colour. So when she was born, Hell let loose. Half of them said to kill her, to not let her live. Her Father forbid anyone to kill her or their punishment would too be death. Banished by her own Father and Mother did a whole deal upon her mental stability.
A sigh escaped her lips, at the same time her anger vanished just like that. Collapsing to the ground a single tear fell from her blue orb. How could she go on with such ahrsh memories. How?
Closing her eyes she shivered, almost as if she was that abandoned foal once more. "Pappy..?" she cried out, almost a whisper.
"Talk talk talk."
@[Tonka]
OOC: I will allowed her to be attacked, just no deaths please :3
After the brief and saddening experience I had with Daddy, I guess I wandered out of home again against his will and went to explore. My personal nosiness got itching when I overheard someone say that Uncle Tonka had something special around. Now, this was something I had to investigate, not to mention it was another chance to get up into my uncle's personal business. I intend to have as much fun with my childhood as much as I can before it was over.
Really, I wanted to go out and find Amara so we could go explore, but then never actually got around to it. I must know what this amazing thing was, and check it out. Curiousity took me to the Thistle Meadow, and after a bit of time of wandering around there looking for the interesting thing that was going on, because maybe it might be here, I grew sleepy and went to sleep. In this permanent darkness, its sort of difficult to tell what time of day it is. When the time cycle returns, I know my sleep schedule is going to be crazy shit.
During my sleep, I dreamed about spending more time with my Daddy. He wasn't actually around a lot, like Mom was, but whatever. My sleep ended though when there was a lady yelling about somewhere. I groaned, rolling over in the dead grass and snow, using the pale blue glow from my straight horn to find my way about in the darkness. My tummy moved with me and churned, but whatever, I might be a bit fat right now. The voice kept carrying on and I got pretty well cranky at this point. So I stood upon my long legs, wobbling them because no matter what, I don't have much good balance. My tail flickered and brushed against my butt, attached to my body at a blue circular marking that was turning the usual dark brown hairs in my tail a dark blue at the base. My coat was a creamy colour, my eyes like Mom's being a pale blue except with grey flecks, and a straight horn that glowed to match my horn.
Somehow, I was hearing snorting now. Before people go off trying to judge me, I'm not always the type to yell at somewhen they make me annoyied. But whatever, I just woke up from my nap and I'm really cranky.
"Hey! Please be a bit quieter."
My childish tone softened at the end because Mom told me you never really know who is out there in the world and who isn't, so I didn't want to get killed by a random stranger because I yelled at them for waking me up. Though, I wanted to see this horse and meet them. Every bit of my childish ways is interesting.
I moved towards the source, curiousity soaring, and then right before me, was the most beautiful horse I had ever seen. They sure were beautiful, but damn!, they were angry about something. I frowned, sort of backed off, but you can never really just sit back and try to hide when your horn glows and everyone knows where you're at. If anything, this pretty lady could make me into a midnight snack because I glow.
"Woooowwwwww......... You're so pretty! I'm Sikeax by the way! And you?" I tried to seem not scared, but I'm not really going to ever be good at that. And then, right in front of me, the lady just fell down. What is wrong with this beautiful lady I've found in the dark?
"Are you okay? Is there a way I can help you feel better? I know! I'll get you some flowers and we can braid them into your beautiful mane and you'll be ever more beautiful!"
I actually took off before the lady could tell me not to, and went on the search for flowers. I came back somewhat empty-handed, but found a few wildflowers not killed by the snow. With them in my mouth, I went to lay down beside her.
The moment I got down to the ground with her, I leaned my head over towards her to try to place the flower into her mane and then braid it in. I'm not really that sure if she'd let me, but whatever. I just really want to see her be a bit happy even though she woke me up for a nap.
I was walking through the Thistle Meadow, quietly thinking to myself. My eyes wondered and thoughts kept raging on and on. I had found my prey the other day, and I was going to go in for the kill and drag it back to my home. Of course, I would not actually kill her but I would drag her back, even if it meant a fight. I would not be afraid to hurt this girl, and I would make sure she knew this.
My sight grasped her. She was a pretty mare, but after I was done with her, she would look like hell itself. I stalked her for a bit, hearing each of her bloody words. A grim smile came to my face, and I was ready to pounce. I was a hungry wolf, and she was the dreaded deer I wanted. I needed to feel the impact of my hooves slamming against ones skin and the feeling of my teeth clamping down on her flesh.
Suddenly, another voice was heard. It was a voice of one of my Assassins, and one that was very close to my heart. It was Sikeax! What was that fucking filly thinking she was doing?! Why hadn’t her mother kept her home! Rage now filled me. Don’t get me wrong, I loved her as if she was my own filly, but she could just be so annoying! Oh well.. I would catch my prey with her here or without.
I stormed out, anger rising in my body. I dashed over to Sikeax, looking her straight in the eyes. “Go home, Sikeax! This is not a friendly equine, and I don’t want you getting hurt! This is work for ME to take care of.” I grunted. My voice wasn’t harsh, but it wasn’t sweet and calm as it usually was with her. It had rough edges enough to make her obey. Or at least I hoped it would. “Just if you’re not going to leave, then just stay here.” I now glared over at the brown and white equine and walked over to her. I turned at her, by hooves struck out and hit her right in the side. “And as for you, girl, you will come with me and you will listen to me and obey me. Unless you would like to get a couple of fucking bones broken that is.” I shot her the coldest glare I had ever given before. My ears were pinned back to my scull and I stomped my left front hoof on the ground. I was ready for her to put up a fight.
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