"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.
Seiren feared that if she told Roland that d’Art was actually her brother, then he would report it to the Basin. She wasn’t sure if Roland knew that she did not want her brother looking for her, or if he did. If the golden did tell, then the silver figured it would be out of concern. Either way she decided that it would be better if she just kept it to herself. Seiren wasn’t one of tears or much emotion, but she just hated her brother so much that it brought a sour taste to her mouth and tears to her eyes. Every time d’Art was thought of she wished they were not related to one another. She hated him with all of her being and Mauja as well for basically babysitting her brother and for kicking her out of the old Foothills.
She held her tears back, thinking of how pathetic she probably looked. The girl just hated everything about her family and wanted nothing to do with them. Seiren didn’t really have a family because they didn’t want her either. They had all branched off long ago and decided to not want one another’s company anymore. They were fine living on their own. So Seiren did not really lie to Roland, she told what was the truth.
In the darkness, the Golden moved closer. Her dark orbs searched to find his placid gaze. He seemed to sense her anxiety and had a look of concern plastered to his defined features. Electric blues were soft like the rolling seas in the illuminant moonlight. She felt as though her ears were going to pin against her skull as he moved closer. The silver was not trustworthy of others. She told herself that she did not need nor want comfort from him because she was no filly. She just “seemed” to want space. Surprisingly, she found her cranium urge forward for her muzzle to meet contact with his. Her hot breath made a cloud that trailed from her nostrils as she looked towards him. What am I doing? She wondered to herself. And right when she was about to go to finish reaching for his muzzle, an unfamiliar voice crept in from the shadows.
Her head snapped sharply towards the sound. Ears tipped forwards as the different sound waves found their way to her drum. Cringe now settled in her veins as she saw that the voice did not belong to a superior. There was no horn atop the girl’s head. Suddenly her ears pinned to her skull and a metallic taste stained her mouth. Perfect timing she thought to herself. This was all she needed now… a dumb equine to make the situation worse. This night was just getting better and better with all of these surprises.
The silver felt Roland’s gaze shift towards the new being. She as well, turned her attention to get a better view of this trespasser. Squinting her icy eyes, Seiren sent a cunning smile towards the figurine with confusion bubbling in her system. The outcast examined the girl as much as she could before she felt Roland’s gaze upon her. She looked towards the golden with disgust plastered among her features. She knew that he was feeling the same way because the Basin was a racist bunch. She was glad that she wasn’t the only one feeling this.
After she listened to what both beings had to say, she looked towards the girl with a sly look. Tension seemed to fill the air “My dear, he’s right.” She hissed calmly. “You never know who or what you could find in these dark…” She gave a wry smile “Cold,” She flicks her tail nervously “Shadows.”