"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.
To be fair, Isopia didn't know Mesec had a companion. He didn't have one when they saw each other on the beach or with the dragon in the woods. And it was nearly impossible to see the little chick, given that it was a black and silver ball of feathers tucked against a body of black and silver. Then again ... in all fairness it is also worth mentioning that even if Isopia knew that Mesec had a small companion sleeping on his back, she wouldn't have cared. Nothing would have changed. Enemies wouldn't wait for you to coddle your loved ones, so why should see?
In the back of her mind her animated mental facsimile of Thunderhead was screaming at her for potentially injuring a companion, but she easily blocked the voice out. She hadn't quite picked up the torch for companion-rights yet.
Isopia couldn't be sure what caused her initial attack to miss, but miss she did. Was it her completely arbitrary screams that alerted her cousin? Her lanky and unwieldy body that she didn't quite know how to maneuver? Or was it her obvious lack of skill and forethought?
Take your pick.
Iso's galloped forward. Without Mesec's body to stop her charge, she had to let her momentum slowly dissipate lest she try to slam on the breaks and fall in the snow. Vaguely she heard his voice leaving his lips in a chastising tone, but the words didn't make their way into her thoughts; she was still concentrating on slowing down without falling. Out of the corner of eye she saw her cousin pause by a tree, which she assumed now held his companion. Iso didn't actually have any real desire to bring the young chick into it, so mentally she vowed to steer clear of the oak if she could. Finally coming to a halt, her warm breath leaving her dark nostrils in puffy clouds of white, she stomped her hoof. "No, I picked you for a fight." She corrected, then tensed up much the way a puppy would when expecting another to playfully attack it. For Iso, this was playful. Playing was fun, and learning was fun - this was just another way of learning things.
Her tail swayed behind her trying to antagonize him into moving, because as she had just learned, charging at Mesec seemed to be hopeless. Besides, she had attacked him - now was his turn to attack her. Wasn't that how things worked? Her mind quickly began to churn, trying to recall any sparring etiquette that she might have forgotten which would dictate what she ought to do next. Just as she was about to conclude that indeed, she knew nothing, Mesec disappeared. The earthen-child's nostrils flared as her bright golden stare was cast quickly around the pale expanses. Wherever Mesec appeared she was sure to spot him instantly - he would be a black smudge on a canvas of white. Unmistakable. The last time Mesec had used this magic he had appeared farther away from her, and so, acting on that previous knowledge, Isopia quite literally never saw him coming.
His blackened feathers rubbed right against her eyes, as his wing buffeted across her unsuspecting death-masked face. Tears instantly streamed down her left cheek, as her left eye declared itself closed for business. The thrust of his shove caused her quad-horned skull to be thrown to the right, painfully twisting her neck with the surprise of it all. The pain was bright and tangible in her thoughts, but instead of screeching out, Isopia smiled. She had never really been in this sort of pain before, and having it inflicted on her by her cousin seemed ... intimately fitting. It was new knowledge, and silently she thanked Mesec for it.
With a grunt the much larger demi-god threw herself to the left. Her left eye was still shut and throbbing, and rudely was still blocking her vision, so her actions were fairly uncoordinated. Her aim was to throw her left shoulder into ... well hopefully into Mesec. Specifically where was anybody's guess - though his own left shoulder was most likely. It never even occurred to Isopia to bite him while she was that close (how barbaric), so instead she flared and flapped her own wings, hoping to hit him in the neck with her left one.
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Of Shadows and Shrubs
