"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.
Even though Adaeze had left Dorobo behind it was still there in the back of her mind clawing and chewing and nagging constantly. She felt as though she should still be there investigating and trying to expose everything that the council was doing to hurt and incite a war. She wanted to help bring them down and make them pay for everything they had done. She wanted to watch them fall and burn, especially that goat looking motherfucker who tried to pass the blame off on her when she had brought up the abandoned villages and camps. The only thing that kept her from going back was Tembovu's threat to actually kick her ass for real this time if she did. It was a threat that she figured he'd make good and he already knew how fast she was. He'd already trapped her once and cornered her for an ass kicking on the council's behalf. She still bore the scar on her shoulder from that one and she wasn't actually keen on adding more to it.
Kiuaji was decent company for the most part, but she couldn't really say the same for herself because she was still so angry when Tembovu made her leave. She didn't want to run away from a fight, she wanted to run into it. She wanted to fight and she wanted to take her own revenge on the ones that took everything away from her. Why did Tembovu get to stay and fight the sick, twisted, manipulative bastards when she had to run away and hide? He wasn't the only one that had lost everything because of their politics. Hell, he wouldn't have even seen the truth if she hadn't opened his eyes while he was trying to kill her.
The bastard.
She'd traveled with Kiuaji for several days when she finally made up her mind that she needed to ditch him. The mare just didn't feel like being around him anymore and it was actually really easy to get away. Whether or not her speed came as a surprise to him mattered very little to the cheetah marked woman. The only thing that mattered was that she finally had time to herself, away from Kiuaji and all the ways that he reminded her of Dorobo and the council that she wanted to smash to pieces.
How could she stay away? How?
The days that she spent alone dragged on into weeks then into months before she finally made it to Helovia. of course the woman was unaware of Tembovu, Kiuaji, and Tsavo calling the place home. As far as she was concerned it was little more than a temporary stop before she headed back toward Dorobo. As much as she hated the council it was her home and her heritage there was thick. If Tembovu got mad that she went back he could just kiss her perky, spotted ass. She would do whatever the hell she wanted whether he liked it or not.
Ada snorted as she made her decision, her caramel eyes hard and her jaw set sternly as she stared at the forest she'd walked into. A few weeks here would allow her time to gather her strength and then she'd be ready to head back home. She'd be ready for whatever fight was waiting for her...
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