"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.
FROM THE SCRAPES AND BRUISES TO THE FAMILIAR ABUSES I'LL KICK AND SCREAM BUT IT NEVER CHANGES ANYTHING
They were definitely bonded. The bird and the winged creature were connected spiritually. Tears were beginning to flood through Res's golden orbs. One. Two. Three. Breathe in. The winged creature wasn't attacking, she was simply pulling up in the air and circling around her. So high that there was no way she could reach her. And then, the winged one's sweet voice pulled out into the wind. What did she think would happen? A fight where she would actually get a chance to make a few hits! A fight where she might have actually been able to have something land and hit her mark! But no! The wings were dangerous. But, not dangerous in the way she had thought before Kaj. They were dangerous because they made the entire fight tilted in the one with the wing's favour.
Why doesn't she just give up? Why doesn't she leave the fighting to the big boys? Why doesn't she save herself the scars? Hah! She was already scarred. The tiny mare began to dark around, swirling the mists around her. It should have been disorienting. It should have thrown her off balance. But, with the tears the mists had already started to swim around in her vision so the added movement didn't bother her all too much. "What are you doing here? This is my home! You aren't one of those big boys either - little miss. I have to use my wings so I don't stain my pelt! You say to save myself the scars - but that's all you seem to be doing. I'm already broken and shattered beyond fixing. It's about time my body gained the number of scars my mind has collected over the years." Res hissed, her voice breaking a little as her tears choked her up. But, there was a strength in her words that she herself couldn't place.
For Rowan. For Quil. For Kaj. For Mirage. So that they have something to be PROUD of! Res stumbled back a couple of steps, her hooves instantly knocking up against a few branches. The mists weren't working in the winged one's favor, because the more she swirled it the higher up they went - the more they hid the tiny mare's frame who wasn't graced with the wings. Drop her head, making it look like shame. But the mists were now a sort of comfort. They were hiding her true pain from the world. Four. Grab the branch her feet had kicked. Five. It was thick. It was sturdy. But it wasn't long. Six. Re situate it in her maw so that she could throw it like a boomerang. Seven. Listen as the mare's wing beat harder and focus on the gleaming light of her coat as it remains stationary. She didn't help herself. Eight. Throw her head back. Feel the pull and the searing pain as it yanks on the gash in her shoulder, causing more blood to flow out. Nine. Give it a huge swing, Ten. Let go. Watch as it flies straight up toward the middle of the gleaming light. Instantly, she stepped back again, in the deeper confines of the mist and this time she felt a rock. A larger rock. More energy to throw, but she could pick it up. So, she did the same exact thing, tossing it with no hesitation this time.
What was that? Something about a cliff. Yes, there were cliffs, but not the direction she was moving. They were in front of her and to her right. She was going back and to her left. Another step. Something hard under her footing. The branch she picks up is heavier, but she knows how to carry it. It's much longer than the last one, and she has to balance even more on her fore-end in order to pull herself up. Hollow. Weak. Hell. It no longer matter if she aimed at the wings, the gleaming of her coat was still in her eyes. She rocked back on her haunches, keeping her head low to stay under the mists. And then, she rocketed forward, at the last second throwing her head up and taking a mighty leap into the air, trying to impale the branch into her wing as her eyes lock on the joint of the winged one's right shoulder. Her head was feinted in toward the mare's chest, letting the branch fly true toward her intended target. But, if the winged one managed to switch her weight and position before it reached her then nothing would work. Once her body was starting to fall back to the ground she allowed herself to drop the branch. landing on her forehand, carefully placing herself back into the mists as they acted as a source of comfort. She would fight.
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When I'm ready to fall
You're the one always holding me up
With love ♥