"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.
Roland fought the urge to roll his eyes at Cierra’s brazen words, watching as the younger mare fumed before him. If she’d had any sense in her small bird brain she would have run off by now and saved her hide, yet she remained. The dun wasn’t sure if it was stupidity or stubbornness that made her hold her ground when a knife was waved before her throat, but he assumed it could be a mix of both. He smirked at her words, eyebrows raised as the Pegasus stomped her foot against the soft, muddy ground, as if that would do anything to perturb him.
“Oh, but I’m enjoying this far too much to leave now,” he responded in a silky voice, though his words were laced with venom. His dark intent was clear in his glassy eyes, gazing at Cierra with a look of disgust. Her bravery was annoying him. He had no intentions of wandering off when there was another hornless to push around, and she was the perfect target, if not a little too headstrong for his tastes. She would buckle soon enough, and he would enjoy every second of it.
He was caught off guard when she suddenly reared up, squealing into the dark night. Roland just managed to jerk away as her forelegs lashed out at him, contacting nothing but the empty air. Was she stupid, striking out at him when he appeared to have the upper hand? He felt the force put behind the movement as her hooves flashed before his face, an unspoken warning; but he chose to ignore the message. There was a wild look in the stallion’s eyes when he looked back at the mare, nostrils flared.
Cierra landed on all fours once again and took a step back, breathing heavily as if the movement had taken all her strength. Roland simply gazed at her, expressionless, though in his mind a tempest had blossomed. She had given him incentive enough to retaliate, and he didn’t plan on telling her off with a few simple, kind words. He would hear her cries of anguish before the night was over. “I have a better idea,” he gritted out between clenched teeth, jaw working as he moved a step closer to her. “Why don’t you get the fuck away from me?”
Roland bowed his head and leaped forwards, aiming for the joint of her right wing where feathers met the skin of her shoulder. She hadn’t exactly taken him up on his offer to remove her wings, but he intended to do her the favour all the same. If she was lucky she could dance away from his sudden attack and miss the blade altogether, but if he was to catch her skin the wound inflicted would be deadly. His mouth practically watered at the prospect of spilling her blood, a devilish grin broadening across his golden features as he lunged towards her.
(I’d love to have them meet! Roland would feel horrible.)
"talk talk talk"
Push your luck if it makes you a promise that turns con men honest.
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[O] [FINISHED] Search for seas of GOLD
