"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.
Seraphine walked steadily on through the forest, her body snaking easily between the thick trunked trees. Her nose was pressed to the ground, her nostrils sniffing and flaring much like a hunting hound. She was on the hunt. Her senses had smelled a deer miles from where she was now and she had been tracking it ever since. The mare had been so preoccupied with her game of cat and mouse that she had missed the fact that she was in a whole other world completely. Still she kept on. Her horn was tilted towards the ground as she sniffed her way along, picking up the debris from the floor of the terrain. Her tail snapped against her in excited bouts, echoing across the silence. Then she paused. The scent was much stronger now, the deer was close.
The mare lifted her head and allowed her icy gaze to survey the surroundings. You're lost. Seraphine knew that the voices were right, she did not know this land that she now found herself. But the burning in her throat, the thirst that never went away, it did not allow her to ponder on this fact for too long. Her ears caught the gentle snap of a twig and her head shot eastward to see the form of a doe. The mare's excitement got the best of her and she went careening through the brush without a thought. The deer was smarter than her though and it quickly bounced away from her charge. Seraphine snorted an angry puff into the quite air. Then she averted her gaze to a branch just above her head level. There sat a small, grey, squirrel that watched her with laughing eyes. It chattered at the mare. He's laughing at you! Seraphine's ears snapped back to her neck. She would tolerate no judgement from some cuddly woodland creature!
With a quick lunge the mare was off her feet, teeth snapping into the air to catch the tiny creature from its perch. She let it scramble in her mouth for a moment, its tiny claws leaving marks along her chin. Then she snapped her teeth shut, breaking the animal so that it hung limply in her grasp. She set the body down, eating the creature in pieces. Allowing her thirst to be quenched, though she knew that it would not last for long. Crimson stained her white painted lips and her pupils were dilated more than normal, she looked like a feral beast more than some normal equine.
With her belly filled the mare allowed herself to look around. The trees were dense and she could not sense another being here. She wondered if there were horses in this land. She would be distraught if there weren't. They were her favorite toys after all. She thought about sending out a call, to see if anyone answered. Instead she decided she didn't care. If she were to meet another equine out in these woods it would be made to happen by fate itself, not her.
So Seraphine began to walk. To no where in particular, so her steps were idle and calm. The birds sung to her and it quickly got a melody stuck in her head. The creature swayed with her steps and could be said to possibly be doing a 'jig'. Oh, I once knew a stallion from Elrand... Seraphine smiled. She loved that song. His coat was as white as the snow! Her voice was velvety and loud, creating a haunting tune to go with the bird's sweet song. But when he asked me for my hand... I knew that that stud had to go. So i lured him to my land... And made sure that he breathed no mo-! oh the blood ran and it ran... When I stuck his head on a pole.By now the mare was laughing hysterically, unable to push out anymore of the mediocre song that she and the voices had composed. Her laughter rippled across the silent air, splitting it like a knife thrown into a mirror.
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