"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.
Ranjiri</style> in this world full of people there's one killing me and if we only die once i wanna die with you</style>
Arguing with you was like arguing with a tree with the exception that I would get farther with the tree than I ever would with you. Even as I tried to tell you that my infection was my own fault you still insisted that you should have been there to protect me and, yes, part of me wished that you were there to protect me. It was the logical part of myself that knew that if you had been there you probably would have been infected, too, and it probably would have been by me. It was hard enough for me to accept that I'd had a part in spreading the infection that had racked my body, I would never be able to forgive myself if I had infected you. I flinched as you pointed out the scar on my side that I'd tried to keep hidden. I should have known that I would never be able to keep anything hidden from your keen eyes. "It doesn't matter." I said weakly, but I thought my voice was probably lost because you were continuing to talk. "Its healed and I didn't feel it. And besides, it makes me look like a hard-ass."
I hated this. I hated that we were shouting at one another when all I wanted was for you to hug me and hold me and make me feel safe and protected and loved like when we were young. Every little argument we had was like a dagger in my chest, twisting its way closer to my heart until the tip of it finally pierced it and bled every drop of feeling and emotion from my entire being. I could feel the blade getting closer and closer to its target and when you shouted at me what you had meant by glowing gold my heart was finally pierced. Tears flooded my eyes and I had to look away from you to ... anywhere else. The ground, my hooves, the tree tops, the squirrel that sat perched on a branch watching us as if we were the most fascinating thing it had ever seen. It didn't hurt my feelings that you had called me gorgeous. What hurt was that I wasn't gorgeous enough to keep you from disappearing and leaving me behind.
Then you dug the knife deeper by telling me goodbye.
"And if I don’t tell you goodbye, If I don’t, if we just sort of piddle around doing what we’re doing and you-- Or if I-- I didn’t tell Ho--I didn’t tell him— .... I never said ‘goodbye’ to him. And now it’s too late.”
"I didn't, either!" I cried out when you brought up Hototo. The last time I had seen he had hardly spoken a word before he flew away and left me behind. The time before that he had promised me that he would visit me and he never did. It was right around the same time you left and it started the never ending pattern in my life of everyone I loved leaving me behind. You. Hototo. Momma. Daddy.
“If something happened to you and I never got the chance to…to say…”
"Don't tell me goodbye." I repeated myself. "Just ... don't. Please don't tell me goodbye." Could you not see how much it hurt me? I didn't want to hear the finality of it. I just ... I didn't want to hear it. "Please. Goodbye .... it means going away and I don't want you to go away. I want you here with me. It means so much time passing that you forget the important stuff and ... and ... I don't want to forget." I whispered. "I want to remember everything." I tried to keep my voice from cracking, but it was impossible. I tried to will away my tears, but they slowly made their way down my cheeks. "I want to remember your voice and the way you look at me because no one looks at me the way you do. I want to remember your silly blue hair and the way your face looks when you're embarrassed. And ... I want to remember how much I love you. I don't want that to fade away with time."