"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 fire? Gaucho could not remember the last time that any of his Diviner's had done anything other than cause him grief (though perhaps that thought was directed mostly towards Tandavi). Regardless, it had been seasons since any had reported the eternal fire doing anything other than well ... eternally burning. Was it really that something large was coming? Or did the prophecy have more to do with the mare before him? The half-haloed mare with her odd wings and odd markings - was it something within her that bade the fire to speak?
With rapt attention, the Wildfire hung on her every word.
Hearing about the winter was not so interesting - wasn't each winter somehow always worse than the last? And if ever there was a place to weather out a blizzard, it was the Throat. Gaucho was confident that frost would never touch his borders or his sands. Whatever claws Frostfall had, they would be turned away.
But it also told me about the herds. Something about making a decision of importance; a shared aim. But perhaps a decision that will make or break the relationships we have with some of our allies so far.
Abruptly Gaucho's antlered skull moved towards the sky as he shifted his position to stand taller. A decision? A shared aim? Was it to be the Moon Goddess again? Was she planning on moving against Helovia as a whole once more? Or would it be something more nefarious? His mind reeled to the blights that had taken Helovia in the past: the dopplegangers, the darkness, and the wraiths. Were any of those worse than the Moon Goddess and her treachery? Gaucho didn't know - putting such earthly plagues on a scale seemed impossible to him. And yet in those times the herds had lowered their animosities towards each other and worked together. Gaucho worked alongside the Basin during the height of the wraith invasion, and that had been when his hatred of them was at its strongest. Still, a shiver rattled through his bones at the prospect of yet another disaster befalling them.
Hadn't they endured enough?
Keeping his thoughts silent for now, Gaucho continued to listen to the wisdom of his diviner.
"Gaucho not know what to think of Edge ... Ophelia in Edge now too. Maybe that help us." If nothing else, at least we'll know what's coming he thought darkly with a sigh.
The lines of fatigue on his face seemed to dark in the firebright light of his wings, yet the Sultan continued to exude strength and determination. Whatever it was that Maren saw, whatever darkness and evil would come, the Throat would rise to the challenge. They always had.
"Thank you-" He said airily, his thoughts clearly distracted by what she had to say. His gaze was distant as he regarded the hazy and far off caves that twinkled in the distance. Snapping himself back into reality with a gentle shuffling of his wings, his allowed his stormy-gray gaze to fall once again the tiger-striped mare. "-for telling Gaucho. Diviners before Maren ... maybe they not see anything in the fire. Gaucho not usually hear. It good that you tell Gaucho. "
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