"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.
Cheveyo I went down, down, down as the flames went higher
Things seemed to calm down significantly now that the dappled mare had grown closer and her skull was lowered to the ground as if she never had time to eat anymore. Another reason why having children was the furthest thing from my "to-do" list for the time being, I was only seven years old, no point in slowing down now. Maybe when I hit ten I would look into finding someone worthy of having children with, a strong stallion who had proven himself in the battle field and was also ready to have children. But that was a few years from now and nothing I was going to worry about just yet.
Chestnut harks swiveled easily on top of my two toned skull as the buzzing of insects joined the sound of the mare's jaw grinding together as she tore up blades of grass from the soil, most would find the constant noise annoying and it would likely give them headaches, but I found comfort in the buzzing of the insects. It was nice to know that we weren't the only things thriving in these lands, a gentle reminder of the bigger picture I suppose.
The dappled, Brisa, nodded as I spoke of the wraiths as if many had done the same I had when we were set free from the caverns like chickens from a coop. Crawling over one another in order to get back into the sunlight that we all had been craving so much. "I have been with the Edge for awhile now, well since I came to this land." My orchid pools flickered over in her direction as I allowed the words to settle on my eardrums before my kissers began to part. "I was--" my words were cut short by the sudden noise of little hooves coming in our direction, I normally would have continued speaking, but the fact that there was more than one set of hooves completely threw me off kilter. As soon as the children came into view, they were gone, hiding on the side of their mother that I couldn't see until their little faces appeared beneath her.
A soft smile spread across my rosy kissers in amusement that the two thought they were invisible because they were hiding behind their momma, oh how I missed the innocence of being a child. The imagination, the naiveness, it was all so beautiful. Like living in a dream that came to a screeching halt too quickly. "These two are Aeolus and Levex." My orchids pulled away from the two young ones for a moment to look meet the sky blue gaze of their mother, "They are beautiful!" My voice was soft and genuine as I smiled at the mare, her twins truly were stunning, but something about them reminded me of someone that I couldn't quite put my hoof on.
Lowering my head a bit I turned so I was able to look at the foals beneath her, offering them a gentle smile in efforts to have them stop hiding beneath their mother. It would likely not work, as I was the strange mare with colorful markings painted across my body, but it was worth the shot. "I'm sure the father is very proud!" As I spoke I lowered my skull to the grass again, ivories breaking through another couple blades before lifting back to my natural setting.
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