"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.
But if he had been looking - if anyone had, really, other than Ros - they would have seen the change in her.
Volterra was quite right, in his own mental gesticulation of this. His impact on her life had been profound, and without those memories to tether her to the path that his influence had put her on, she suddenly found herself very different. But of course, she had no recollection of what it was she used to be like.
Without Volterra, their love, his betrayal, and their lost child, she had returned to a much more objective and distant state. She only had Zero - who she had offered to have a child with, for purely information-gathering reasons; there was nothing in his timid questions that made her heart flutter or her stomach turn, for she didn't remember the awful things she'd done or the wonderful ones either. She didn't even know she wasn't a virgin any longer. Isopia had followed Kisamoa's instructions and kept her skepticism mute. She'd challenged Tembovu and argued with Aly failing to see their points of view, which might have been possible had she remembered Volterra. For in her he had opened up a small and precious well of emotion that had coloured her thoughts, regardless of whether she was conscious of it or not.
She was different. So very very different, but only Hubris now could remember what it was she had been like and compare the two Isopia's.
Only Hubris truly knew if she was better off.
And this time, to his credit, Hubris hadn't tried to wound the big stallion to avoid this conversation. He couldn't stop this from inevitably happening, he quickly realized, and so merely sat in a tree branch, wide blue eyes watching full of terror and the deepest sorrow.
Dragon-Isopia, meanwhile, could only stare with a relatively placid if not slightly uncomfortable expression.
She cleared her throat, her mind - a complex network of tangled facts and deductive reasoning - sparked and spun, trying to reconcile the things he was saying. But none of it made any sense of course. The familiarity with which he addressed her, the words he was calling her...She wanted to tell him that he had her mistaken for someone else, but of course that couldn't be right. The demi-goddess was rarely boastful and so wouldn't say so out loud, but she really was fairly unique. There were none with whom she could be confused, whether it was her appearance, her personality, or her rank and position in this world which were being compared.
But why would he think she would know him?
Why did he say us, quite like that?
"I don't." She replied evenly, her honey-amber eyes wide and honest. There was no softening in her tone, no apology or upset. The Mountain couldn't feel shame or regret over her decision because ... she couldn't even recall that it had happened. Briefly her eyes searched for Hubris, but she couldn't find him among the leaves, and even his mental presence seemed muted. She couldn't see the tears streaming down his face.
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