"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.
Never apologize and never explain -
it's a sign of weakness.
He stood silently at the border ears pricked as he waited for someone to show up. He assumed it wouldn't be long, but you honestly could never tell. He knew that these soft herd people might have him waiting for forever. Tan and blue eyes closed and rolled behind the dark red lids. It wouldn't look good to be seen frustrated by some hidden member. He longed to cock a hoof and relax as he waited, but how would anyone take him serious if they saw him being so sassy.
Shaking the thoughts away he tried to focus on the sounds and scents around him. Nostrils quivered as a musky dangerous smell overtook his senses. He tensed ears straining forward as the small Grizzly lumbered from the woods. He braced ears flickering back but the stallion didn't move. Eyes narrowed curiously as the creature looked him over. He could see it's large wet nose wiggling, and it might have been cute if it wasn't attached to swords and teeth. He watched the bear closely ready to fight and chase the creature off.
To his utter amazement the apex predator sat down with a sigh. His plain head tilted curiously and he took a cautious step closer to the beast. Was it some kind of guardian? The stud had no idea that anyone could bond to normal creatures as well as dragons (or anything besides dragons for that matter.) His nose quivered silently as he eyed the beast he feared more than any other. It seemed to be giving him an odd look, but he had no idea if he was even really seeing the bear at all.
Cowboy stood still watching the bear trying to figure out what was going on for several minutes before the sound of hooves drew his attention. Tan and blue fell upon a mare that would be pretty if she wasn't searching him for any weakness. Luckily he hadn't dropped his proud stance. She was slightly shorter and more lithe than his thicker bulk. her long mane, tail, and most of her horn were snow white. Her body was black etched with baring that bleed to white. On her shoulder was a bronze bear with a matching fancy dorsal stripe.
She stopped to stand next to the bear and even looked down at it. His eyes flashed with curiosity for a moment before she spoke to him. His ears slide forward curiously and respect flitted through his body and eyes. 'Champion. Ktulu the Champion.' He dipped his dark chestnut head in respect before answering her question. "I'm Cowboy, bastard son of Tyradon, and I wish to join your herd." He had no other title to offer the mare so he gave his father's name. It was the customs of his homeland showing. if you didn't have a title you offered a family name. He watched her quietly wondering if she had known the stallion, or if she just didn't give any fucks.
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