"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.
Rue Fight for your values,
And fight for your friends
Fight through this black
Find the light at the end
Night in the Edge was beautiful.
Mist curled around Rue's leg, crickets and frogs singing their songs to the warm summer night, giving tune to the dance Rue played, frolicking through the mists of her home. Her long, childish legs rose high, lashing out as she bucked and jumped, her laugh ringing through the air. She had taken quite the nap earlier, and now felt so full of energy she thought she would burst if she didn't get it out!
She reared, stretching her forelegs up to the leaves high above her head, looking for a moment as if she'd topple back onto her rear before she came crashing down to all fours. A toss of her head, and she's off, prancing and bounding through the underbrush, her stubby tail raised high as if she had a banner of hair streaming behind her. She hopped over twigs, darted around logs and sprang over potholes, somehow managing not to trip along the way, a breathless, high-pitched squeal of delight escaping her as she ran.
Stumbling into a clearing, Rue skidded to a stop, head raising as the budding flowers throughout her stubby mane flashed vivid yellow, then gold. Floating through the air were fireflies, filling the misty clearing with specks of light. Even her infantile mind could adore the beauty, and she plopped down onto her stomach, legs sprawled haphazardly beneath her as she watched the bugs flit around.
It occurred to her that, maybe, her Mamma would like to see this. It was pretty enough that Rue hardly dared to breathe lest the light-bugs vanish, the magic gone from the clearing. She didn't want that to happen, so she remained lying on the grassy floor, head tilted up towards the fireflies as they seemingly danced with the stars in the sky.
"Rue speaks"
@[Archibald] and anyone else who wants to join in :D
Archibald moved through the World's Edge. In the distance, he could hear the waves as the crashed powerfully against the rocky sides of his mountains. His ears twitched atop his massive head, taking in the sounds of the night. Most of the herd was tucked away safely, but Archibald kept his hooves moving on patrol. He was restless, eyes alert and body ready. The Moon Goddess did not need rest, and the darkness was her realm forevermore. It plagued Archibald's heart with concern for his herd's safety. His children were safe, in the land of the Sun God, unable to be touched by the Moon Bitch's unnecessary rage. Ktulu was with Ophelia in the land of the Spark, another of his heart safe. Lakota, Apollo, Vincent...not so safe. Two of the three resided in these misty lands, and his wombmate roamed the lands of Helovia haphazardly. Archibald had no mind to ask his brother to take residence with him in the World's Edge--for doing so only brought his brother to danger. Archibald would never succumb his brother to such a thing, and it was also the reason Macaria was still in the desert with her brothers and not at his side. She needed safety and the World's Edge was not safe.
And so the King patrolled. Day in and day out, his hooves shuffled and his head twisted. Muscles continued to bulk with use.
Loretta, moving far in the distance, suddenly sparked the stallion's mind to life and pulled his attention away from his patrolling. Foal in the distance, my liege. She spoke calmly, but Archibald could hear her springing away. As a master of battle his beast was, she knew when to hide her presence and when to let herself be known. Now, as she pushed through the bramble and the sticks into the clearing, the bitch was not quiet. Archibald lifted his knees to a trot, even the simple two-beat gait shaking the earth below him with his behemoth mass. "What are you doing, little one?" The royal stallion spoke as he broke the treeline and cast golden eyes down on the girl and his companion, who was inspecting the filly with a twitching, black nose.
table by tamme for use only by time | |art by her too
Through the ages of time
I've been known for my hate,
but I'm a dealer of simple choices;
for me it's never too late.
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