"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.
Feeling the soft breeze of frozen wind twist his mane, he let his grey eyes scan the forest around him. Black towers leaned forward, watching as the wind picked up dead leaves into the air then lazily drop them back to the earth. Cautious steps led him further into the unknown territory. A new place, a new story. Everytime he came somewhere new he was always looking for the the beautiful paint he knew he loved. Although every time it was a disappointment. He never found what he was searching for. His heart ached for what he lost, his brain hurt from trying to recall what had happened that night, his body ached from never stopping to rest from his searching. A heavy black hoof snapped a twig in two as he carelessly moved forward. His powerful body shimmering in the winter sunlight.
Holding his head high, he cleared a path of trees and entered a small clearing. Throwing his head high, he stared into the sky. Watching the clouds move lazily across the dusty grey colored sky. Peaceful is the word that could describe such a scene, however to him, haunted would be a better word. Dropping his head to the ground he breathed in the fresh frozen air. Barkley loved this time of the year. When the cold seeped into his bones and made him remember the warmth of summer, when the snow lazily fell from the sky, and when dusk comes so early, blackening the night just like his heart. In the end, he had a lot in common with the season. He felt no warmth in his heart, just a simple beating organ with no feelings or thoughts.
Shaking his head, his muscled neck brought his head high as he once again scanned the clearing. Watching the snow start to make its way down to earth, he snorted. Letting his eye loss their focus, he drifted from the present and back to the past..
"Come on you lazy bum, lets get going!" The sweet sound music to his sleepy brain. Her sing-song vocals played with the hair resting on his neck as he slept. Cracking a eye, he saw her standing above him, breathing heavy and quite noisily on his neck.
"Your breath is always so hot" he had grunted as he drew his powerful body up, towering a good 4 inches over her 15.1 frame. He let his grey eyes roam her body. Standing only at 15.1 she was what he considered short. However her athletic frame and muscled tones was a perfect fit for him. He watched as her body shimmered in the sunlight. As his eyes traveled up to her face, he watched her blue eyes flash with annoyance.
"Stop you're staring, silly boy. Lets go before....
Snapping back to the present, Barkley narrowed his eyes and gave a angry snort. He hated when his mind went back to those days. The days where he felt everything and more. The happy feeling of love swelling in the pit of your stomach. The butterflies having a party in your mind. Never again would he allow himself the luxury to feel that. It hurt to much when you lost everything that was on the other end of those feelings. Snapping his eyes to focus, he watched the horizon waiting for movement to tell him he wasn't as alone as he truly felt.
word count: five hundred and sixty-three | tagged: anyone | comments: sorry if I rambled, first posts are always the hardest for me
Her wings spread out to full length, her body pushing from the ground as she took to the sky. Frostfall had finally come, her favorite season was in full swing. The cool air glided over her white feathers, gently ruffling them in the breeze. The cold invigorated her body, and if she could feel at her prime, in winter was surely the time. She giggled a little, enjoying the freedom from the crowded caves. The most spectacular aerobatic show ensued. Turns, dips, and even barrel rolls were just some of the highlights. It was the most fun she had in quite a while, ever since this whole wraith thing started. It was just so fun to be out here! I mean, it was winter, and winter was her thing!
A little exhausted, she took to the ground. Her feet alighted the ground, and not in the quietest way. Lots of sticks and crunchy leaves made her presence loud and proud. She smiled, pleased with the otherwise perfect landing. If there was one thing she needed to become graceful at, it was the landings. Happy as can be she trotted about, eager to find anyone here. She had met lots of newcomers while exploring, and although she always had to break bad news, she was able to deduce this place was safe. There was no reason to rush through introductions anymore and she could get to know these new horses.
The trees thickened a little, as she weaved in and out. Then suddenly, it thinned out and a clearing was set before her. Within the little meadow was an equine stallion. Much like the rest of them, he was a normal coloring, bay by what she could make out in the bright sunlight. He seemed to be around her same height, if not extremely close. She offered a smile and approached carefully, still aware that you could never know what lies inside the horse in front of you. "Hello! Welcome to Helovia, my name is Elsa." She said in her usually cheery voice. With a graceful bow she offered her respect, wings extended slightly for balance.
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