"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.
It was good to see that small smile, the slight pull of dark lips, on Mauja’s face. Even in the peace of the moment, Mesec’s heart wrenched at the memory of the last time he had seen the spotted unicorn - with the dead body of Aviya between them. They had both lost family that day and Mesec regretted now not taking the chance to linger and see if perhaps they could have found solace in each other. All he had thought about was escaping then, focusing on the task of bringing Najya to the Throat safely because it was easier to think of that than it had been to face everything that happened in the Labyrinth.
He couldn’t take any of it back now, as hard as he wished for the ability to reset and live that day over and maybe he could do things right and no one would have died, no one would have left.
To escape those memories, to return to the peace he had felt only moments ago, he had looked away and to the tree - to the gathering crowd. More had come, faces that Mesec recognized - drawing his attention from the beauty of the tree ahead and towards the crowd. Gaucho was there with a pair of young foals, a small smile on the demigod’s face at the sight. He wondered idly who the mother was as his eyes drifted around the crowd and picked out familiar faces from his past. A mixing of the herds, of the herds he had once been a part of - the Basin, the Foothills, the Throat. For the most part, everyone seemed to be gathering peacefully. Was it the magic of the turtle and the great tree? Or had everyone simply felt bonded by the recent fights with the gods. Herds banding together to defend their gods against those that had tried to invade.
When Mauja spoke, Mesec’s attention was drawn back to the area around him - eyes flicking just for a moment to the departing figure that was introduced after-the-fact as Mauja’s daughter. Mesec stood a few lengths away from the pair of unicorns, with the dark blue stallion he did not recognize between him and Mauja and likely the one that had been spoken to.
And then the tone changed, from introduction to uncertainty. Quiet as the words had been, Mesec was close enough to catch them. Something was wrong.
The question about just what was wrong died on Mesec’s lips - his mouth opened for it to come out but he closed it again as Mauja moved off. Silver eyes shifted for a moment to the one that had been standing with Mauja, wondering if perhaps he knew what was going on, but Mesec didn’t linger any longer to ask. Quickly, he moved to follow - keeping back about a length but alert and looking around to see exactly what Mauja was looking at, what had set him on edge. Nothing stood out to him but he trusted the older stallion’s senses, immediately feeling on-edge at the idea of something interrupting this peaceful moment with the crowd gathered.
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my new favourite hobby appears to be involving Mesec in drama that has nothing to do with him ;D
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