"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.
12-07-2013, 01:22 PM (This post was last modified: 01-31-2014, 07:08 AM by Nato.)
This is where I will put important notes, and recent places, and plot ideas.
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- Recover Nyx from the darkness
- Somehow, fall in love with Quinn xD
- Babies
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-Editing
12-07-2013, 01:22 PM (This post was last modified: 07-02-2016, 12:13 PM by Nato.)
The natural melody of the forest was refreshing, the moons rays dancing upon the dry brittle earth below as he stood quenching his thirst. Silence shattered by singing crickets, chirping their tune of the night. It was good to be home again, secured in the darkness of the night.
02-07-2014, 01:40 AM (This post was last modified: 07-13-2016, 01:40 AM by Nato.)
Warmth. Almost too warm for the dead of night. The Gods must be angry.. or lazy depending on your beliefs. Letting their mortal kingdoms wither away under blistering heats and water-less springs. The occasional down pour of rain didn't help any, leaving a muggy stench in the air. It was miserable, more so than normal for this time of year. But even so it wouldn't stop him from coming.
Warmth. Almost too warm for the dead of night. The Gods must be angry.. or lazy depending on your beliefs. Letting their mortal kingdoms wither away under blistering heats and water-less springs. The occasional down pour of rain didn't help any, leaving a muggy stench in the air. It was miserable, more so than normal for this time of year. But even so it wouldn't stop him from coming.
Warmth. Almost too warm for the dead of night. The Gods must be angry.. or lazy depending on your beliefs. Letting their mortal kingdoms wither away under blistering heats and water-less springs. The occasional down pour of rain didn't help any, leaving a muggy stench in the air. It was miserable, more so than normal for this time of year. But even so it wouldn't stop him from coming.
06-27-2016, 03:32 AM (This post was last modified: 06-28-2016, 03:10 PM by Nato.)
Warmth. Almost too warm for the dead of night. The Gods must be angry.. or lazy depending on your beliefs. Letting their mortal kingdoms wither away under blistering heats and water-less springs. The occasional down pour of rain didn't help any, leaving a muggy stench in the air. It was miserable, more so than normal for this time of year. But even so it wouldn't stop him from coming.
07-22-2016, 04:34 AM (This post was last modified: 07-22-2016, 03:31 PM by Nato.)
I'm on the wrong side of Heaven
And the righteous side of hell
Onyx feathers flapped through the shadows, haunting caws echoing off the pine. Hooves like cannons firing along hollowed ground as ruby optics pierce through the darkness as the hellion gave chase to the crows taunting silhouette. Appearing and vanishing through what little light could reach the canopy floor from the sky above. He appeared to glide and drift with the shadows, with only a hint of crimson or ivory flashing from the darkness. It was as if he belonged here, away from others and their social activities.
Oculars roll and fall upon a glistening figure in the distance, retracting his interest in his feathered friends he eases his pace. Muscles rippling to a firm hold as lobes flip forth and pin on the direction of the creature. Through the shadows, a bouncing amber champagne bodice gently moved through the trees ahead. Shifting into motion once again, ink threads tossed aside from haughty glowing pools as he moved in on the being.
Mare The demon thought, doing his best not to trip over the fallen lumber upon the forest floor in his pursuit. He hadn't really had any 'one on one' female interaction in a long time, years in fact. Though he'd never admit it. Perhaps it was the time he brushed up on his charm and see what becomes of it.
Moving closer to the mare so he could get a clearer picture of her appearance, he noted the detail of her soft coloring and glowing horn. Hefty foot falls would surely give him away, so there was no need to be ninja like. "My my." Masculine tones seeped past his lips as he pulled his massive frame from the darkness and into the fluttering light. Pausing, in hope that she wouldn't keep on prancing away into the distance. "What's a girl like you, doing in a deep dark scary forest?" He continued deeply; a hidden smirk curling on his maw in the shadows.
Alright, so he wasn't the best on introductions. Even after all the time he had lurked around the Threshold (he might as well have lived there) but the traditional 'good eve' and 'howdy' didn't suit him anymore. Lobes remained pinned on his subject, crimson eyes retaining their usual vibrant glow. The female appeared younger than he'd like to bother with, but who else was lingering around in the darkness anyway?
Maybe he was just a bit too territorial of these trees.
Ah well, fuck it. The forest would always be his.