"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.
anything is welcome! Thank you to anyone who does anything <3
the one's labeled as "need one" are my most desired table out of the art as I have a ton that have yet to be used! I WILL THREAD WITH EVERYONE AND ANYONE PLOT OR ANYTHING! -cries for tables-
A captivated audience watches her, the pale girl in the middle of a sunrise, as she lays her past out before them. Skeletons worn on the outer edge of her skin instead of buried deep inside, Zyanya never held a secret. Honest to a fault, sincere without regard for her own preservation, a trusting girl in a world full of liars and cheats. Even when the girl had been nothing but a wallflower among the noble, many had lied to her and used her easy going sensibilities to climb closer to the chief of their realm.
Luck began to shine upon the lonesome girl in the forest, having met two amiable strangers with which to shoulder her burdens. The dangers of the world did not linger in the heart of her new company, as far as could be gathered. Instead, the pair remained silent and calm throughout the strangely innocent actions of the little lamb.
After the parade of her former horrors, the chocolate mare offers condolences in a soft voice. Zyanya smiles pleasantly to try to rid the feelings of sorrow from the hearts of this stranger, for that had not been the intention of telling her story. She had simply been answering a question. "Thank you," a warm appreciation of the kindness of a stranger in the forest.
Eyes begin to drift around her now, wondering if it would be possible to find her way to the North Haven by herself. Even from home, Zyanya never knew the route to the safe meadows of the north. Having spent very little time outside of the noblelands, the girl could not even find North if she had to. Hope of seeing her lost family dwindled, somewhere in her heart a sinking feeling welled, dark oceans filling the spaces left from the severing of their company. Home, where was that?
Ears tilt toward the pair once more as the maiden begins speaking, thoughts swerving from the wreckage of her former world back to reality. No sense in mourning more before this gentle mare, Zyanya had already exhausted the kindness of a stranger... or so she thought. Frost Fyre - a strange name befitting a strange world. The pastel hued girl listens, enthralled by the description of the Aurora Basin and the briefest mention of magic. In her home, tales of the ancestors spoke of unicorns holding mystical powers granted by the elements. Shrouded in mystery and guarded by the scholars of her land, the knowledge of magic became a legend told to children. An archaic time filled with glorious heroes and beautiful damsels, the fore fathers of a now mundane nation trapped in civil turmoil.
Come with me to the Basin, if you'd like. An invitation so unexpected, Zyanya could have been blown over by a slight breeze. Instead, a smile graces the gentle face of the pale maiden, her heart easy to read in her lilac eyes as excitement and wonder erases the former troubles from her mind. "Really? That would be wonderful!" Somewhere safe... the Aurora Basin. Maybe she was dreaming, for last night certainly felt like a nightmare.
"Oh..." the girl's training catches up with her. Standing tall for her small stature, the maiden tilts her head respectfully toward the ground. "How rude of me, I nearly forgot. I am Zya, short for Zyanya."
"I would be delighted to come to the... Aurora Basin."
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.
No one ever sees the Angel; but he is heard by those who are meant to hear him. He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened. Then their ears suddenly perceive celestial harmonies, a divine voice, which they remember all their lives. Persons who are visited by the Angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind. And they can not touch an instrument, or open their mouths to sing, without producing sounds that put all other human sounds to shame. Then people who do not know that the Angel has visited those persons say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father if he had heard the Angel of Music. But Daddy Daae shook his head sadly; and then his eyes lit up, as he said:
"You will hear him one day, my child! When I am in Heaven, I will send him to you!"
— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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and the fun continues yay!
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