"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.
01-08-2014, 08:38 PM (This post was last modified: 01-11-2014, 05:18 PM by Rasta.)
It had been a good night's rest - even with the nightmares of my beautiful hawk being torn to shreds - and when I finally managed to open my eyes in the morning I felt somewhat refreshed. The cold air had definitely sent a chill down my spine, but it was the warmth of the sun upon my back that had actually coaxed my limber frame from it's position curled up beneath this wide tree.
Quietly, I peered around until my eyes fell upon Alleo, a smile on my lips. I'm not alone... at least not completely... A gentle shake of my coat, and I am heading closer towards the waters in order to take a moment to quench my thirst from the long sleep.
It is only after I have finished swallowing the cool, clear water that I tilt my head up to look at the sky. What I see is familiar, very familiar . A firey bird - one which I believe to be Midas's companion. And, from the urgency of it's flapping wings and cawing I can tell that the members of the Throat are needed, somewhere, for something. So, my body surges forward, sending a ripple of an earthquake around in order to try and wake Alleo up.
Danger is on the horizon. We must follow, or be swallowed whole by whatever is coming. I can feel it in my gut. Whatever we are being called for - it is not fun and games. So, after getting back at his side I am tugging at his mane, trying to yank him to his feet, and then tossing my nose in the air towards Fina.
Once I was certain that he knew I was moving I took off at a gallop after the bird. If they need me - I will come...
There is a slight falter in my steps as I look back for him. Please... please stay with me... But I couldn't ask him to leave his herd either. If he joined, it was because he wanted to - not because I made him. And something about that made me feel so much better
Rasta is technically gone from the foothills right now and following the Pheonix/Fina back to the Sanctuary as of this post
two feet standing on a principle
two hands digging in each others wounds
cold smoke seeping out of colder throats darkness falling, leaves nowhere to move
01-08-2014, 08:51 PM (This post was last modified: 01-08-2014, 08:53 PM by Alleo.)
Alleo was jolted awake by the sudden trembling of the earth and he began to scramble to his feet, confused about what was going on and mentally preparing himself for a fight with a giant monster that shook the ground. As he stumbled to a stand and looked around he found Rasta nearby and was reminded of her ability to shake the ground. One ear rotated back and he turned to look and see if anything was coming from behind and found nothing. Soon after Rasta was tugging on his mane urgently, a panicked look on her face. "What's wrong?" The question came even though he knew she wouldn't be able to answer him.
She looks skyward and Alleo follows her gaze toward the fiery bird, then Rasta is running and Alleo began to panic. "Rasta!" He yelled as he took off at a run after her. He wanted to tell her to stop, to force her to stop but there was something in him that prevented him from doing so. He had prayed to Laima for guidance some weeks before and then Rasta stumbled into his life. He'd come to the conclusion some days before that she was the guidance that Laima had sent for him.
"Be careful." He finally called to her has he caught up, his strides eating away at the ground as they raced for whatever the firebird was bringing them to. "Don't fall. Please don't fall." He begged her silently.
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ooc:// Alleo has left the Foothills and is following Rasta/Fina to the Sanctuary.