"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.
The girl's nightmare's behind her, she began to wander through the glowing room. Her rest had been far less rejuvenating than she had hoped for, but perhaps she hadn't really expected any better. After all, even without the blackness up above she had nightmares almost every night; unfortunately, she had apparently taken to screaming down in the caverns. Perhaps she wouldn't rest well until Kaj returned from above. He'd been gone so long, and he'd been so tired when he left her. She sighed. He really needed to listen to Res more. He needed rest.
But her wanders seemed to take her to a confusing place as she left the glowing room. She thought she was headed back out to the main cavern to find Res, to see if Kaj had made it home with Lace yet, but nothing where she was walking seemed even remotely familiar, and every time she turned the whole room seemed to shift and turn, to sparkle and dance even without a distinct light source. But happy accidents rarely bothered the girl and she tried so hard to find wonder in the place... still, somehow it would not come. Her mind and heart were tired, exhausted even, and with no chance that sleep in the caverns would give her the life she needed, the girl doubted she would find rest before all this madness ended.
Still, as she wandered on, the girl began to forget some of her depression, some of her sorrows, her loss, her worry, her stress. The dancing crystals seemed insistent, like they would not give up on her, would not let her wander through their mass without finding some joy, some of the childish heart that had been hers for so long. And so, eventually, she managed a smile, a faint one, but a smile nevertheless. And her blue eyes sparkled and she lifted her head and softly, oh so softly, she managed a nicker, a happy sound that filled her little portion of the maze, the idea that she was utterly lost suddenly gone from her brain. For a moment, for this wondrous moment, she was Kahlua again. The weight of the world was not on her shoulders, her friends were safe, there was no darkness, there were no terrible memories here in the caves. She was simply herself. Young and happy.
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I can't really say whether or not I actually like the cave that we'd taken shelter in with the rest of Helovia. Its not like I've actually been able to look at it to form an accurate opinion of it. I know there are many souls trapped underground with us. I hear them roaming around during all hours of the day and night. Their shuffling hooves can be a touch maddening at times, but so can the eternal darkness that surrounds me. I can hear their breathing, the rustlings feathers of other pegasi, mutterings of discontent. Every now and again I get a rough shove or some snappy remark when I bump into someone. At first I would snap my teeth in their direction but now its gotten to the point where I just ignore them and continue on my way to wherever it is I'm going.
I've tripped several times and I can honestly say that I'm pretty tired of it. My knees have scabbed over from tripping and falling. There's a dull ache with each step because my skin pulls against the scabs and sometimes they open and a little blood oozes out. I've actually been waiting for them to get infected, but Muriel has assured me time and again that its fine. I'm fine.
The sound of my steps change as I enter another room. There's more of an echo now so I feel like I can safely assume that I've left the hall I had been walking down. I blink and stare ahead at nothing, my ears rotate atop my head as I listen and I can hear someone breathing but I don't know how close they are. My nostrils widen as I breathe in and verify that there is someone else in the room with me, a mare, and one that I have never met before. My teeth clench together and I slowly unfurl all four of my wings and stretch them out to feel for anything nearby like a wall or the body of the mare that I know is in the room with me.
02-19-2014, 12:45 AM (This post was last modified: 02-19-2014, 12:45 AM by Kahlua.)
Kahlua
Basking in her happiness as she was, the girl practically forgot to pay attention to all the others around her. Besides, it seemed like there was always somebody crashing into somebody else. No matter how big the cavern was, it could never comfortably hold every citizen of Helovia. Thank goodness that it seemed like many of them were coming and going all the time, doing their best to cure the denizens of the land from the blackness that had swallowed so many. For her own part, Kahlua was not interested or capable of joining in on the effort. Mentally she was a child, and a damaged child at that. Physically, she cringed at the thought of gaining more scars. The one that ruined her left hip, a painful reminder of the Basin's invasion on the Edge, was enough for her.
So it was, oblivious to her surroundings as she was, that the painted girl found herself gasping and scooting gracelessly across the floor as feathers (quite a large mass of feathers at that) brushed against her hide. With her heart beating a little too fast and the whites of her eyes showing just slightly, Kahlua turned to find the electric blue stallion. “Oh,” she managed as she realized why the wings of the large stallion had seemed excessive even for his own size. However, in a moment, the girl's gentle personality gave way and, as the stallion had not yet attacked, she decided that she was safe for now and calmed down enough to offer a greeting. “Hello friend, I'm Kahlua,” and she nodded, oblivious as ever that he could not see her. Of course, the dusky lighting in the cavern did not help in her search for his eyes.
But, regardless of any of these obstacles, the painted woman was determined to find some joy in this cavern that had only brought her sadness, and so she chattered on brilliantly, looking up to him without fear, wondering if she would be able to find some joy where there seemed to be only sorrows. “I was of the Edge before, um, well... you know,” she stuttered a bit, memories drifting to those fleeting moments where she had been a wraith, a monster, a killer even. “But nevermind about that, how are you? Where are you from? Any good news?” And with a smile plastered on her face she waited, tail swinging easily around her hocks. Simple pleasures are so often the best.