"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.
"I don't need your tears
I don't want your love
I've just got to get home."
Flames form a wicked halo above Oultik’s brow. Just enough to catch everyone’s attention; nothing more and nothing less. Once all eyes turn on him Oultik steps from the edge of the forest with far more threatening flames in his searing gaze. “I have been debating,” he drawled his words out cooly as he strut towards the pegasus that he had heard be called Aleallus, “about how I want to handle this situation.” A dark chuckle leapt forth as the two guards stepped between Oultik and their charge. The unicorn mare looked to Oultik with wide eyes. He gave her a nod and she shot off.
“You will handle it by leaving.”
“Or else!”
Oultik shook his head while looking towards the sky. His lips moved in some unheard prayer that one would think to be for patience, but for Oultik it was all for show; all a part of his plan for a touch of dramatic flair. He then allowed his face to crumple in mock distress. Was that actually the best that the pair could come up with? “Is that all you have to say?” His eyes flit between the two, brows lifted in the appearance of genuinely caring about any additions the dimwits might have to give. "You nee-" "None? Well then," he spoke before giving either much of a chance to speak any further. “You,” the man turned to the first that had spoken, “are correct. I will be leaving.”
Oultik was without any desire to spend time among the trio that pained him to even set eye upon. “And you,” the man gave no warning before unleashing his flames upon the second, “obviously have no idea who you are talking to.” While the pegasus dropped to his knees in agony the other guard stepped out of the way as Oultik once more tried to reach Aleallus. “Tsk Tsk. Unconditional loyalty,” Oultik came to stand smugly before the high ranking pegasi,“is such a -hard- thing to come by.” It was almost impossible to find any who would walk through fire for another; Oultik knew that to be true, he had seen many moments like this one. Aleallus wrinkled his nose at the smell of burnt flesh but obviously harbored more fear for himself than concern for his guard.
"Leave. Or face the same as your guard." Set to moving by Oultik’s words the pegasi who had enough riches to provide anything for himself, except for courage, fled from the poor one who only had his flames and dagger. Oultik’s face truly fell and broke as the coward’s hooves still struck the mewling cub who then fell silent. His eyes had lit with a weak fire, quick to burn out, towards Aleallus. Oultik felt too shattered to pursue the pegasus.
Aleallus was only what Oultik knew all pegasi to be; dastardly beings unfit to breathe clean air. Pegasi kind did not belong in the clear blue skies, they were hellions belonging to the greatest depths of hell. However, the cub had been a reminder of all Oultik had lost to the fire of the pegasi from so many years ago. The young one that Oultik dropped to his knees to curl around would be another harrowing moment to fuel his hatred; hatred towards himself for doing too little and hatred towards the race who sent all things awry. Oultik buried his eyes into the lion cub's coat and sobbed like a colt. Strange was his attachment to the lion. The pull the creature had upon the unicorn was unlike any he had ever felt.
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