"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.
Déodat caught word of Liriope’s compliment and nodded his head slowly. “Yes, many of our members are skilled in their crafts and trades.” His mind of course drifted first to the Engineer, and then to his own notorious cousin, the Nightshade. D’Art was excellent at what he did, and that was eradicating the world of the inferior filth of the world. While he himself may be considered skilled in his own craft, warmongering and slaughter. Truly everyone had been gifted with something and the Basin knew how to utilize said gifts.
It didn’t take long for the faces beginning to pop up. First came a chestnut stallion who Déodat truly had only seen at meetings. He dipped his head in greeting not offering up much more than that as Roland addressed Liriope. Then came a face that surprised him, Deimos. The Reaper king apparently had decided to take to welcoming. Déodat dipped his head low in greeting to his lord. Respect was no thing to be handed out but the dark king had proven himself to the Blood Prince. Deimos was one even the prideful Déodat could kneel to simply out of fear if nothing else.
The next face that came surprised Déodat. He couldn’t conceal a look of shock as his daughter pranced toward him. No mother came after her though he thought nothing of it. Children were prone to wandering and he knew nothing would train his daughter more than experiencing the world. Mirabella spoke and Déodat himself was oblivious to the significance of her words. Truly that should’ve been a sign for his distance the past weeks.
Odette of course had flung herself forward and was trying to smother the filly with attention of her own. Whilst Déodat contemplated precisely how to react. Should he chide the filly for wandering from her mother’s side? Immediately his mind drifted to his father and the constant scoldings. Déodat refused to stoop to the level of his father. He didn’t want his daughter to live a life constantly striving for his approval. The love he had for his child would be known and he wouldn’t let the company of comrades waver his affections.
“Hello my princess,” he spoke in gentle tones, a rarity for the Blood Prince. Carefully he lowered his neck and reached out to brush his muzzle carefully across her cheek. He lifted his head and glanced about at the circle as yet another arrived to greet the newcomer. Déodat dipped his head at the other mare and his gaze flickered to those about him. “Pardon Mirabella’s interruption,” He said to the others around him. “Come to my side Mira.” Despite the demand hidden beneath his tones there was still a gentle edge to it.
Finally my gaze rests upon Liriope, giving her leeway to speak and introduce herself. Déodat had a child to watch apparently. Later he would seek out Esther to return the filly back to her side, but for now, he would let the girl have her fun. This would be a good thing to witness and it would hopefully implant ideas of diplomacy and the need of new recruits.
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