"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.
As Seraphine chanted out her strange musical a sound broke her from her trance-like state. An equine had coughed and called to her. Hello Darling. The mare's head shot upwards, ears perked forward. Her glassy orbs scanned the horizon and finally landed on an ebony pelted mare. Shiny! The voices were right, this mare who spoke to her did seem to have sparkling stars dancing along her pelt. Seraphine was far too distracted by her looks to be her normal cynical self. Well, a howdy doody to you as well, star mare. As the roan mare breathed out her last word a hint of the blood that she had ingested got stuck between her lips, creating a crimson colored spit bubble that popped with a snap. At this small display the mare began to giggle incessantly.
Be polite! The voices hissed at her. The fact that they were telling her to be kind was a bit odd to the mare and she flipped her ears backward at the invisible speakers. I am being polite! The girl huffed then averted her attention back to the sky covered equine that spoke to her once more. She welcomed Seraphine to a place called Helovia, which is what this land must be. Helovia. Yes. I was chasing after a deer and was too distracted to notice that I had been spat out into another land all together.... I can be a little frazzled sometimes. The mare shook her head back and forth, shaking the voices inside her brain like dice in a box, to prove her point. Though she took the point a bit too far and made herself dizzy, the tall creature slightly wobbling in her stance.
The night creature then asked Seraphine if she would share her name. A name, a name. What's in a name? The words were slid out in a sing-song fashion, the mare's head bobbing along as if to a tune. Consonants. The mare nodded her head along with the voices. Smiling her sharp-toothed grin. And vowels!Seraphine laughed hysterically once more, looking to the other mare to see if she had gotten the silent joke. When the rolls of laughter died out to short bursts of giggles Seraphine once more turned her attention to her companion.Name's Seraphine, star girl. She gave a short and violent tip of her head as a curtsey. The ebony mare spoke once more, commenting on Seraphine's song. A wicked smile twisted the mare's crimson-stained lips. She adored that song and favored anyone who took notice of it.
Seraphine tilted her head back. Smiling at the memory of taking the life from the damned stallion who felt as if he had the right to control her. Seraphine tipped her head back down so that she was once again looking at the other mare and noticed that she had come closer. The beast sent out her snout towards the other creature, wanting to touch the stars that lined her pelt. She had heard that the stars in the sky were hot and wondered if those markings would burn her if she were to touch them. Before Seraphine came even a significant amount closer to the star painted equine she recoiled away, snorting heavily. Seraphine snapped her tail loudly against her rump and back legs. Stop that! The mare rolled her eyes at the voices. She would do what she wanted. But she didn't want to touch this mare. It had been ages since she actually felt another equine's pelt, unless it was to tear into it and feast, and she wasn't about to start that now.
Seraphine straightened her stance, cocking her ears towards the mare in front of her, her gaze returning to a colder state. And what brings you here to these forsaken trees. Into my presence?She tilted her head slightly to the creature, watching her. It seemed as if the other mare knew this terrain well and she certainly knew of this land. Her being here was no accident. Seraphine wondered if she had traipsed onto this mare's land by accident and wondered if she would try to punish her for it. Let her try! Seraphine snorted as an answer, awaiting the night-colored mare to reply.
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