"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 boy found himself exploring Helovia more than he was at home. Enchanting lands, odd looking creature, and more importantly adults wondered through the outcast lands. Zubari felt more compelled to spend his time around the elders, and grown beast. Children his age were not intriguing, they were actually quite dull and boring. They poor creatures would only worry about the next game they're going to play, or where their mother is at. What kinda life is that? His brain could not comprehend the fact that those souls are fine with being looked down upon. Children were the low men on the totem pole. Their opinions do not matter, their voice is never heard, and they are weak. Unable to fend for themselves adults think they need to shelter them from the harsh reality of the world. The colt scuffed at the thought. He was someone who should be listened to, he has opinions about the world... Oh and they did not include silly ideas like the next place to go play, or the best place to take a nap.
Gold eyes loomed over the changing surroundings. They touched every curve, bend, and new leaf with a soft glance. Tiny black hooves continued along their path distracted from the sky's above. Zubari never really looked to the blue blanket that others called the sky. Why would he want to see something that never changes? It is always blue, filled with clouds, raining, or just dark and not there. Of course he would dream big and want to call every inch of the sky his, but let's be realistic. Thoughts jumbled the boys brain and striking eyes fell upon a dampened spot on his muzzle. Small stubs tilted slightly as his hooves came to a halt. Did a bird just shit on him, or was the sky crying? Soon his question was answered with a down pour from the clouds above. Deep chocolate tones turned black in color, camouflaging the black spots hiding in his coat. Shaking his skull grumbling words fell from his maw "Great... ." His soft foal coat was soon slicked down and covered in the annoying wet drops from the clouds. Drops of rain hugged his every curve eventually finding their way to the ground below his small frame. He was not going to let cloud tears ruin his adventure. The boy pressed on with pinned ears, and determination in his gold struck orbs.
After a couple hundred feet the figure of two others arose on the horizon. The woman was standing under a tall overhang from a tree. Not a bad idea... His lean body headed towards the pair and his gold eyes soon scanned over the figure of a unicorn and some winged girl. The boy walked pasted the girl ,and went to stand under the tree. He was able to catch the end of the pale woman's introduction. The woman( that he will now call ghost lady ) tried to act friendly towards the other girl. He watched and observed her every movement and every little emotion that peeked from her face. The boy narrowed his eyes "Why are you forcing your smile so much? If you're not happy then don't smile.Why pretend to be something you're not...." The boy was blunt, and not buying into any bullshit. Little did he know, the personality he was developing was starting to become manipulative. His words would become sharp and dagger like. Oh, and the boy would know how to make those words feel like a blade in your back.
"Talk."
zubari
"I’ll take my bow I won’t make a sound I whisper truce as the ashes hit the ground