"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.
She had journeyed further through the threshold, crossing creeks and carefully tumbling over fallen trees. The mission to entomb her dead sister had been lonely indeed, so the odd doe subconsiously longed for company.
"If this Helovia, Where Helovians?"
Her question was directed not only rhetorically at her own mind, but to each bird in the trees or every little mammal burrowed in their roots. It was almost a challenge in fact. Coincidentally, it was at that very moment that her audits captured hoofbeats among the birdsong. "Ah, Here helovians" Was Tuppences next smirk, turning her stained maw to face the approaching stranger. She made no attempt at all to further acknowledge the spotted doe; only gazed numbly at the mare through her own hazel sight givers. Studying her quickly Tuppence noticed that this does spotted coat was certainly not her most distinguishing feature. She was winged, these were not your average not bird-like pennons. These were the delicate wings similar to that of a butterfly, a whole kaleidoscope of colours making up their palette. "Hello Miss! Welcome to Helovia! My name is Myrrine, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
The line sounded almost rehearsed to Tuppence's slightly simpler ears. Would she to get a tour of the sights and attractions Helovia had to offer? But now her thoughts were turning unpleasant, and she always hated her ability to make an incredibly quick, assumed judgement of strangers. Tuppence had absolutely no clue on Helovias customs, or any other land for that matter. Softly turning on her haunches she paced towards the stranger. "Myrrine" She tried her best at pronouncing the faes name as she neared, then reached to the mares forhead and pressed her maw softly against the whorl in the center of her head in a kiss. It was the traditional greeting in the land she had travelled so far from, and she really didn't know any different. "I Tuppence" was her next deep murmur, her brown eyes now only inches from Myrrines.
Anothers hoofbeats filled the air and soon another doe was present among them, but that didn't stop Tuppence from gazing into the spotted faes intense hazel eyes. She heard the shatter of a birds beak, and that was just enough to pull her gaze to the newer stranger. There was something about this mare; She held herself more fiercely, more daringly then the pied girl. The Eagle that piped from a branch above sparked Tuppences curiosity, wishing to reach out and touch him; She had never seen one so close. This new stranger held a similar appearance to herself; Dark and exotic. She was beautiful, and for that Tuppence felt a challenge almost. “Gwaihir and I are always eager to meet new faces. I am Megaera, of the Dragon’s Throat.”
Her nares turned to the golden eagle once again, wishing to greet him with a kiss like she had the other speckled stranger. Instead she turned to the dark mare and stepped forwards, reaching up with her stained lips to kiss the whorl on his strangers head, hoping she would accept her introduction. "I Tuppence... From far away"
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