"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.
I was quickly growing tired of the spotted colt who I had hoped would become a friend such as Erebos, but something about him was off-putting. I wasn't quite sure if it was the way that he seemed bored with our conversation, or the fact that he hadn't really attempted to keep the conversation carried on at all. Or maybe it was the cool way he pretended as if I weren't there when the large black beast had invited himself to our awkward playdate. White pupils drifted away from the odd colt and instead focused on the tall brute who stood before us, two could play the ignoring game and from now on the dark steed was the center of my attention. "It's so that real monsters won't know what I look like. You gotta be careful you know; if they know your face and your name they might come find you when you're asleep and do horrible things..." The talk of monsters definitely had my child-like imagination running full-force as I wondered over the many different kinds of monsters that had to rule the world. The world that we creatures believed to run, but in reality we were all ran by the fear of the monsters that lurked in the shadows. "How do you think I lost my eyes..?" As the final sentence fell from the stallion's sooty kissers his eyeless skull turned towards me as if to give me a warning about how easily I offered my name into the air that surrounded us...you never knew who was listening. I couldn't help but allow a soft gasp of surprise to escape from my own jaws as I stumbled back a step away from the tall beast who spoke nothing but horror stories.
Of course had I not been so tangled up in his tales I may not have been so gullible as to believe that monsters had taken his eyes. But at the time, it seemed logical. The muscles in my neck shifted as I swallowed the lump that had began to form in my throat while the colt began to ask questions of what kind of monsters there were in the world before asking if there was anyway to put another creature's eyes in his empty sockets. My gold dusted skull shook ever so slightly as long, pale lashes settled against my cheekbones as if they would save me from the horrible fate of my odd looking eyes winding up belonging to the dark stallion who stood before us. But I was easily distracted, drawn back to the reality in which I still had eyes that I could see perfectly fine from even with their pigment deformation, by the mysterious stallion's deep voice that boomed through the cold air around us. "What are you kids doing out here anyway? Don't tell me you've gone all this way on your own...?" Harks swiveled forwards as my slowly growing tail smacked against slender hips and the ends of my star dusted wings before my shoulders rolled up into a shrug and dark kissers twitched to make room for the words to escape. "I was just exploring, I have no family to care where it is I go..." My voice trailed off with the realization that the monsters could take me away from this world, stealing my soul and not just my eyes as they had stolen from the tall stranger, and nobody would miss me. Nobody would even notice I was missing.
What a sad reality it was that I had found myself in.
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