"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.
The winter winds still managed to find their way into the forest like ghost of the past. They didn’t bluster about as they would across the open plains, but creeped between the tree trunks as if looking for prey. Perhaps they were truly hunters out to torture their next victim… I for one didn’t appreciate their tactics and knew that I was the last of many who would fall to the season’s cruel embrace. Fuck dying from hypothermia. Fuck the cold.
In the time I’d spent mourning an idea that went just as swiftly as it came, I’d succeeded in losing myself to the shadows that made up this dull and vacant land. With only the trees and the spattering of moonlight to keep my company I felt somehow invisible or just suspended in time until the day itself returned to light the way. There appeared no point of entry and no path toward certain departure which obviously meant that I was lost. However, I was content with the idea of having no road ahead and no road behind… I was comfortable with my wandering.
Even as I weaved between the thick trunks of the pines, some mottled and misshapen by the past, I was compelled by the evident beauty of such a place. A man could become nothing in this empty wood if he tried hard enough… and the only frightening thing I’d learned of the Deep Forest thus far was that this was most certainly a way for a man to disappear.
My musings had provided the perfect distraction for a fellow wanderer to sneak up behind me when I least expected. But, he wasn’t the deadly monster I’d been expecting and more of a jolly ole fool who clearly didn’t care what I was capable of. What if I’d been anyone else? What if I’d been looking for someone to kill? This idiot wouldn’t know and he would have approached me in the dead of night just asking to be murdered. It was also sad to say that my spirits were instantly lifted by the sight of him (and my humor consequently restored). It was a good thing that he’d stumbled upon me instead of some bear or wolf or whatever lurked in the dead wood. Surely he’d be dead by now after trying to start a conversation with them, but he was just as lost as I was and I guess I could forgive him his stupidity.
“Or a bad thing depending on who you ask,” I replied with a faint shadow of a smile. This one wasn’t a pretty lady I could lure to my bed in the middle of the night, but he was company enough for me. He also happened to be the very first stallion I’d met since arriving in Helovia. No wonder I’d encountered so many fascinated females, I thought. Perhaps they admired my skepticism or just me in general. Either way, it was of no interest to me just as long as I wasn’t rivalled.
"Are you lost, too?"
Well of course I was. Did I look like some regular Tom, Dick, or Harry just frolicking about in these creepy-ass woods waiting to be killed myself? Of course not. “I wouldn’t call it lost anymore. You’re never really found here in Helovia if you want to know the truth,” I replied casually, as if I hadn’t been wallowing in my own self-pity only moments before. I couldn’t make out the boy’s features as well as I would’ve liked, but I could see the soft traces of white in his coat and the knotted horn upon his brow. That would have to suffice for a time.
Or until it didn’t.
Just when I thought I’d happened upon some brotherly company, it was quickly interrupted by this wispy female greeting that grated my nerves and piqued my interest simultaneously. Again I was confused by their jovial introduction… I mean were we not in a forest that could probably swallow us whole, never to be seen again? Or was I simply too wary? I’d like to think it was the latter, but I was also rather new to Helovia so that may have played a role in my utter confusion about it inhabitants. “Yes, hello?” I countered cautiously. The mare was also concealed by the robes of night, but I could clearly see, or rather hear, the clinking of some kind of trinket or another. Perhaps she was adorned in jewels or what have you, but I assumed that she too didn’t care what kind of creatures lurked in the wood waiting to taste a bit of her-
Well now, that took a turn for the worst. “And I’m flattered,” I hedged smoothly. At least they were the kind of folk that one could tolerate for a time. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if we were all lost together if only because my weakness in solitude made me somewhat manic.