"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.
09-24-2015, 01:43 PM (This post was last modified: 09-24-2015, 01:43 PM by Panzram.)
The silence of the night was broken the sound of someone approaching, my ears flicking back to the hoofsteps of an intruder behind me, pinning firmly with my own frustration at being unable to smell the air for clues as to who it was. My neck snapped back as I sought out the figure of whoever dared to sneak up without warning, dark eyes sending a burning glare as they landed on a striped mare with an impressive rack. (Ha.) My crown rose skeptically as she stared at my face, my nose scrunching and a lip pulling back in a sneer as a strange language escaped her lips. Had I lost my ability to hear as well? Had this sickness infected my ability to comprehend basic speech? No, I realized it hadn't as she spoke again in a tongue more familiar to me.
I was silent for a moment, pondering over whether or not she would be worth it to bother answering. Many a mare around here and proven to be more hassle than they were worth, what would make this stranger any different? My eyes scanned over her relatively short frame, hovering over her stocky curves as my improved eyesight took in every dip and slope of muscle underneath her coat before rising up her neck to settle on the vivid emerald of her eyes. "This-" I barely managed to hack out before it triggered a coughing fit, finally able to spit out another glob of the slime. "This is the thanks I get for helping out a Goddess, a disease that's started spreading around like wildfire. Hell, it's probably already too late for you."
I snorted at my last statement, as though already deciding that she was too weak to resist the disease and whipping my tail along my flank. I would not apologize to her if she caught it, it was her own fault for sneaking up on the devil at night. But, I did decide to give her a little warning, my tone becoming just a bit more solemn and quiet. "Nothing has helped as of yet." My gaze drifted away from her as I wondered if finding a healer would be able to help, but ultimately decided to drop that idea and brought my focus back to the vixen that had so foolishly chosen to join me in the night.
"Who are you?" The question slipped out with great curiosity as I stepped forward, orbs narrowing slightly as I gauged her reaction. Was she truly foolish as I had first made her out to be? Or was she more than she let on to believe, a rarity among women these days? "Are you the lost little deer, falling victim to what draws you in during the night?" I pressed on, beginning to circle around her as I studied her body language and testing her capabilities to handle herself in the sudden change of focus and tone. "Or..." Rounding around to her other side, I stretched my neck out to whisper to her, glancing up to be ever mindful of the antlers on the top of her head before further playing my words on her appearance. "Are you the tigress, braving the shadows and the demons without fear?"