"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.
c’est la vie
maybe something’s wrong with me, but
at least, I am free
What looked like a situation that was going to be a rather awkward actually turned into something much more profitable in the end. If Sacre was being totally honest, he was surprised when the dark pegasus decided to follow him back home and leave his boyfriend to his quest. It was by no means a guarantee Samael would remain in the Dragons Throat and, who knew, upon arrival the poor stallion might take one look at the arid canyons and flee for somewhere much greener. Loyal to his word, however, the colt had set off with hopes that his new companion was in tow and set a course south for the throat of the dragon. Inari approved greatly of the extra company and frequently tried to steal glances from atop his bonded's rear to see if Samael was still following along before jumping down and playing in the bushes as they walked past them.
All in all it was a rather pleasant journey back home. Tallsun was warm and what rare rain it brought was light, pleasant really and by the time they'd reached the Dragons Throat there was a breeze to cool hot bodies.
Dark hooves brushed against the hard, orange floor with a familiar clear sounding 'clop'. Claws could be heard scratching on the solid ground as Inari raced on ahead with just a retreating, bushy tail to be seen in the kicked up dust. Sacre fell to a halt just before the oasis where grass could be eaten in the shade of palm trees and bordered by much needed water. Looking out across his home the boy had grown to find it quite beautiful, though it was always interested to see how others reacted and the boy turned to try catch the dark winged figure of Samael. Inari had returned nearer to his bonded's side by now, dipping careful paws into the refreshing looking water before jumping back and bounding off in the grasses. Sacre, catching him out of the corner of his gaze, rolled his eyes in fondness for his fox before turning his full attention back to the horizon.
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for @[Samael] + Open!
amg can you tell imi struggled with a title lololol
Leaving Hamaliel had been terribly hard. It had been agonizing, as though I had left a piece of myself behind in that forest called 'the Threshold'... But at least I had left him with a piece of myself; a few ebony feathers from my wings, and I had promised that I would return to his side eventually. The World's Edge... It was something that my mind had replayed over and over in my head as soon as I had begun following young Sacre and his fox kit to the Throat of the Dragon, that I could easily go in search of my wayward lover...
But for now...
"... A little dry here, huh?" The question leaves my dry lips in dripping sarcasm, the icy-blue oculars of my eyes roaming and memorizing every section of cracked, scorched earth that we pass over. Normally I would have just stretched out my wings and would take to the skies, because traveling was so much faster that way, but alas. My traveling companion had been born with a horn, not wings, and while I was no experienced professional when it came to horns, I was nearly one-hundred percent certain that young Sacre couldn't fly with that crimson appendage that broke through the skin and hair of his handsome forehead... So walking it was.
Not that I truly cared, mind you. Walking enabled me to truly see this land for what it truly was, which was lots of orange-hued tones, dry land, dry air, and general heat... But it had a strange kind of beauty of its own. Perhaps not everyone was cut out to live in such an environment, and that I could understand, and perhaps not everyone saw the beauty of the land for what it was... But I did.
Even though the heat hadn't been too terrible among our journey to the Throat of the Dragon, I was quite parched and hungry by the time that the fresh looking oasis came into view. It was with relief that I stepped towards the pool of water, my wings sagging a bit from the heat and the journey, and dipping my head low I sipped at the cool liquid. Only when my tongue no longer felt like sand-paper did I lift my head, a few stray droplets of moisture dripping from the tip of my ivory snipped nose, and my gaze once more found Sacre. For a few moments I watched little Inari as the kit played within the grass, the creature's mind seeming to move a mile a minute, and if I hadn't been so exhausted I probably would have been amused by the red kit's antics. Clearing my throat, I addressed the crimson-splashed youth.
"So... This is your home, huh? Have you lived here your entire life?"
c’est la vie
maybe something’s wrong with me, but
at least, I am free
Dry.
Sacre smiled at his new companions first observation of the Dragons Throat. Yes, especially in the warm months of Tallsun, it was very dry. However, the sun had not yet reached damaging temperatures and the only one uncomfortable consequence was the sweat that stuck in annoying places. A process the body would eventually get used to so next Tallsun the heat would not feel so bad. It had taken Sacre a while and still he was acclimatising to the stark difference from snowy mountain to dry canyons. Often there were days when the young colt wished for the familiar cold press of snow that melted against legs and could be thrown across distance in order to try hit your unsuspecting twin brother. Those were the days when blizzards brought excitement for it further topped up their only weapon to be playfully used against one another. It reminded the stained child that he needed to seek out his brother once again and ensnare him into another snowball fight.
"We don't see much rain in Tallsun" he agreed with a crooked smile. The only plants to survive out here were usually tough things that were hard to eat. Yet, at least there was something. "Though if it gets too hot, you can continue south and find the coast quite easily" he said with a more jovial tone. The sea was Sacre's favourite place in the Throat.
For a moment after, the colt watched Inari frolic and play in the grass with a fond smile. There wasn't a moment when Sacre had seen his vulpine friend without energy, perhaps he had a secret store that never ran out. It always seemed that way anyway. Finally, the colt turned back to Samael to answer the new question put to him. "No. I haven't even lived here a year yet" he informed slowly. Had it even been half that time? Sacre nodded his head northwards with a grin full of old love "I used to live in those snowy mountains where I was born with my twin brother. Only recently have I move here."