"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.
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong.
No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first.
And is waiting for it."
-Terry Pratchett
"It's a pleasure to meet you and your dagger once again Sir Oultik." He nodded absently in acknowledgment of her words. Only the flicking of his tail manifested to show his approval at Myrrine's including of Krisorau. Most did not include a dagger in their niceties. "This is Helovia, welcome." Helovia? Oultik liked the musical lilt to the name of the land. For that reason he decided that he would give the place a look around to see if it would suit him. If this Helovia suited his plans then he would stay.
Guilt. Was that what made her so emotional? Why else would she be crying so easily? Surely he had not said anything that should have brought tears about. Oultik sent away his own foundless guilt that began to stir in his own chest at the sight of tears. It would be foolish, no reckless, of him to allow himself to give in to emotions just because the pegasus before him was young and delicate; after all, she was still one of the birds.
"N-No.." Oultik was fascinated by her sudden forthcoming of confidence. He listened to her words with an amused tilt of his head. The stallion did not step forward nor backward, he remained in place even as she drew so close. "I don't know who you are. I only know what you have told me. You are Oultik, and you sang a song about rallying soldiers to gain courage and fight, and you hummed a song people near your home liked. You have a dagger named Krukero. I'm afraid that is all I can tell you Sir, as that is all you have told me." Oultik's expression did not change as he listened to her speak.
The look of amusement remained on his features even as he took Myrrine and her words into more serious consideration. Now that he gave it thought it was unlikely that the pegasi would have sent one like the girl to stand before him. Not only had he never seen wings like hers before but he also assumed them to be quite delicate. If they had sent such a weakling to him the even the pegasi would have known it to be a suicide mission. It did not seem to be their style. Even the bird brained valued their own.
"Mercy, mercy me." Oultik shook his head, "Oh, do not continue your blubbering." The man softened slightly towards the girl. His guard was still up and he felt no kindness towards the wings upon her back, but she had referred to Krukero by name. Had she been of different race he would have called her friend on the spot. Most, even from where he hailed from, did not take the dagger seriously; but she had, at least to some extent. "If another questions you or doubts you," his advice was given in thanks for calling his dagger by name, "do not react as you have towards me. It arouses suspicion and can lead to hastily made actions." Not that Oultik would do anything hastily. He was better than that.
"I don't know what I have done to upset you or make you question me. If I could fix it then I would happily do so. All I would like to do is understand, if you would let me. I would like to understand you more and what you're feeling Oultik." "What was done cannot be fixed." Oultik remembered the thirsty flames that had swallowed his home. His eyes glistened at the remembered burn of the thick smoke. His ears pinned in remembrance of the screams that had carried final breaths. The stallion cleared his throat uncomfortably, "But it is not your wrongdoing." It was his first time meeting a pegasus that was not to blame for what had happened.
"Are there more like you?" He was genuinely curious about her answer. Oultik wondered if she was a typical Helovian in appearance. The unicorn would have to apply such knowledge to his plans.