"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.
Marco Singing about good things and the sun that lights the day
I used to sing on the mountains, has the ocean lost it's way.
If this were a story I could pass on to future generations, I would conclude my own thoughts upon the cave where the entrance was very near.
Few would follow each other down the pathway where the system would branch out into various rooms. Me? I had yet to devour all the sights with my mind and memories upon a place I had mixed feelings for. Yet here I was; standing in the middle of the path where the air would gently travel through air - land on fur, hit the rocks, or even approach the glowing quartz many lengths away from me. The sight of it led a brisk feeling within my breast, but my mind appealed to whether or not I should approach the pretty thing radiating some form of heat.
In the end, my entire form spun around, and thick legs felt the brisk wind likely entering from narrow crevices. I wondered by then, what was the season? I hardly knew. It was a total feeling of dread to be isolated beneath the ground, but here the entrance was lengths away like the quartz in the other direction. My eyes rolled to welcome the sight of darkness lurking and dancing in the shadow of other bodies. They turned to view and seek the mysteries wherever my curiosity led me I followed with rationality in my stead, my guide.
My mind wandered; I mused in a time where I was uncertain whether monsters would ambush me - although my aging body trembled from the thought- no! I shouldn't allow myself to imagine myself tarrying if a monster did attack, but it was always me. Always me focusing on appearance, and the most ferocious appearance made itself real in my view. It was bizarre how it made itself real in my vision where I only saw the walls and rocks glued together to hide the world from me. For now. I continued to tremble, but my hooves reached out for another spot on the ground. Again and again my hooves shifted along with the wide legs following along and carrying a boy's body to move and shuffle about. Chestnut eyes darted endlessly around the surroundings which engulfed me into its maw. The thought made me short. Ha! If only I was brave like my savior, and the god-like equine. It wasn't so as I followed willingly to escape, and the adrenaline pumped so briskly. It was different now in the midst of darkness and light combined together to form the lovely sight - the exit to escape this prison.
Rocking forward, I would move slowly towards it before I paused; hesitated in leaving. What if the monsters continued to exist or its residual was contagious? In reverse, I headed back into the welcoming prison. I wondered if others would descend or ascend without fear.
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Tag(s): @[Vincent]
Comment(s): I hope this is alright! Anyone else can join in too, I s'pose :')