"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.
It was difficult. He was only a small, skinny old man after all and trying to hoist a stallion in his prime to freedom wasn’t exactly easy. It would have been easier if his younger and more physically useful brother was here, but Archibald wasn't, so Evers struggled with Darwin to help the poor stag to safety as he hadn’t quite the time or enough limbs to check if the filly was okay. They pushed and pulled, with Rita barking along like a cheerleader, until finally the antlered horse burst out of the cave he had fallen into and into the open glade. As he did so Evers let go of the rope and stumbled backwards, catching himself after a few strides and letting out a long sigh of relief. They had saved him! They also hadn’t been pulled in with him in the process, which would have been more than an inconvenience. In all the kerfuffle Evers had been robbed of a perfect reunion with Darwin, however, all the anxiety he had held flittered away and only relief flooded him now.
Offering each of his fellow rescuers a gentle smile, he nodded at both of them “well done” chimed his quiet but noble voice. He’d not been in Helovia two minutes and already disaster had threatened to strike, perhaps he should count himself lucky and leave now. It wasn’t like he purposefully came here… Or did he? Had he unconsciously gravitated back here again (with a little help from Rita) without a single thought as to why or where he was going? He was older now, but he certainly wasn’t old enough to be going senile quite yet!
As all the excitement began to die down, Evers was intent on asking the stranger they had just rescued just exactly what he was doing to get stuck?! However, the filly (who was strangely familiar in some ways) appeared to have recovered from her earlier trip and instead asked after the antlered Sir’s welfare, which was probably what Evers should have thought of doing first, but just like with his own body, he forgot the health issues. “Just how did you manage to get stuck like that?” Evers asked, his voice thick with great interest as he wondered if there had been something to drag him down there or whether he was just born a klutz; though it took some talent to get stuck down a hole on a slender ledge.
“Do you need a healer?” he asked the bruised bronze, casting a look towards Darwin with uncertainty and then back to the child who had introduced herself as Macaria. How long had it been since he’d been here? Were the healers he once knew still here? “I’m Evers and this-“ he nodded to the dog “is Rita” by now the greyhound was laid out, with her head between her paws and waiting for something else exciting to happen.
After that, he looked for the attention of Darwin and he wondered for a moment where on earth that small bay foal had gone. “You’ve grown” he smiled.
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