"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.
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Solace watched in anticipated silence for the child’s reaction to the words. The purple filly opened her eyes and looked at him, and he noticed the way she studied them. He also noticed the way she looked upon his scars, especially the one upon his haunch. Memories flooded back of that unfortunate event. Reckless wandering had been the catalyst of that wound. Many of the other stemmed from pissed off stallions, and a couple came from a predator or two. None had been nearly as bad as that prominent mark upon his flesh. It was a permanent reminder to tread wisely.
Shock was the first thing he felt when the filly simply said hello. Where was the fear? Wasn’t this child taught to be wary of strangers? There was the first lesson he would teach the child should he not be successful in finding her mother. Hopefully the mare wasn’t far off so he could simply find her and then ensure mother and child’s safety. “I’m Solace,” He said, finding he should at least give her something to call him. “Child, where is your mother?” He asked finally after his long silence. Perhaps there was no reason to waste any time.
Solace went back and forth whether or not to invite the filly to his home should she be alone. That seemed a bit too rushed, but if she was alone, the sooner he got to the herdlands the better. It would give him more time to find her a suitable parent. “If you’re alone, I come from a place called the Foothills and we could provide you sanctuary, and maybe one of our mares will care for you.”
Internally he felt a bit uncomfortable asking a child to follow him back to a strange place. Especially since he was a strange stallion, for all this filly knew he was merely trying to find a young addition to a harem. Such a thought of course disgusted the stallion, but he knew there were monsters that prowled this beautiful land. There were many that wouldn’t mind bleeding out this mere filly for the sheer pleasure of it. Then again, how was it not odd for him to ask adults to merely walk with him to a strange place. Adults could fight him though, if he were a monster it would only take two blows for him to kill the filly. Luckily the Basin wasn’t prowling around, if some of their nastier members were about they’d have a field day bashing in her skull.
All these thoughts swirling about in his head are far more darker than he ever would permit. This was all because he had encountered a foal in the Threshold. What would happen if for some reason he were to have a child of his own? The thought was preposterous. Love and children were a far off thing if they were ever to be a reality for the earthy draft. Well, the potential of children could be happening within this very moment. Though if he could, he would ensure that there were no ties between the child and himself other than maybe the occasional meeting. Responsibility for another life was beyond his own comprehension and he knew for a fact he would probably fail miserably.
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