"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.
Did I send a shiver down your spine?
Well I do it all the time, it's a little trick of mine.
I roamed the roaring land that never quietened accept for in the dead of winter, not even when night fell and darkness enveloped it. I had grown used to the sound of crashing water to the point it was calming and a familiar homely noise. It was perhaps the one point of winter I didn’t like, when the cold claimed the falls in an icy grip that froze it there until warmer days came. The silence of Frostfall was uncomfortable though I could say it wasn’t nearly as unbearable as the heat that had come this summer and I was quite glad for the cool spray that came from the cascades. During the day I sheltered near it and travelled when the sky was cloudier, taking the edge off the sun. My dark coat attracted the blistering rays in a way that made me feel like I was being cooked alive. For me, this hideous summer could end and I would rejoice in its departure. When the night had fallen I began to move away from my cooler spot and on to patrol the herd, I much preferred to conduct my duties undercover anyway.
I start by the meadow, the place where most of the herd meetings were held and a place I had bored myself to death many times. Such gatherings always seemed to drag on, even when I was the one in charge of them, I liked to gather what I needed and then leave. If only to stand openly for a few minutes, I didn’t much like the roving eyes and the many minds that would surely judge me. I know that if it was possible to lead from the shadow then I would quite gladly and let Midas be the front man. Alas, I seemed to miss so many things this way. In fact, my current position seemed almost ‘name’ only these days as I stood beside a Czar so well known. Still, it suited me fine and I struggled to push myself away from this mind-set that it was okay to remain in his shadow. I knew that if I was to make this moment more worthy and instrumental I had to step out of this comfortable skin, but it was easier saying it than doing it.
Eventually my travels bring me back towards one of the borders, Fantôme bounding along in front with his nose to the floor. It seemed as each day passed he learnt a thing or two, his personality slowly being shaped as he learnt what it was to be a wolf beside a winged horse. I found his eyes on the ground were becoming quite useful to me even if he did wander often and get distracted quite easily. This time, however, he picked up a familiar scent and I watched him track off towards was a scattering of trees near the border to their land.
I followed him curiously, wondering if he had actually found something or whether he had just sniffed his potential midnight snack. I would be quite vexed if there was nothing but a frightened rabbit at the end of this. In the end, his trail led not to something but to someone and my gaze became surprised as I found Ophelia standing by a tree with her familiar, silver dragon patrolling the sky. She was encased in intricate armour as if she'd come for a battle and something precious looking shined in her mane. Lastly, atop her horn was a ball of light that made it hard to look upon her face and I found myself wondering if even she could see around the shining sphere.
"What can I do for you, Lady of the Basin?" I asked curiously as Fantôme came to rest at my side, quite happy with his work.