"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.
His gaze did not pick up on the girl looking at him. Blood still dripped from this wounds and his body. The storm felt like it was going to continue forever. The thunder roared, and lightning struck a mountainside. His cold gaze looked to the flashing world outside of his cave. A low rumble of thunder bellowed its last cry. Then it was gone leaving the dampened land below in despair. The features on his face brightened slightly as the silver light of the moon began to peek through the clouds. The bleeding just stopped. Not one more ounce of crimson liquid dripped from his body. The Menders body acted as if nothing was wrong. Now instead of bleeding wounds, the scars glowed with a ghostly light. His heavy skull looked over the dense muscles that held an eerie iridescent tone.
He was curious to see what Weaver would say about this. She was so unique and so different from the other mares he has met. There was an alluring charm that radiated off her painted bodice “You seem to find a little tiny light in things. Most would just agree it is dead and no one speaks it anymore.” He chuckles brightly as his eyes dance towards Raven. The little bird is happily munching away on the seeds. He noticed that the little guy looked at him when he spoke in Latin. Weaver continues to speak, and his head raises to look at the radiant woman. “Attitude plays a key role, but you have natural beauty. Weaver you do not have to try at all to be beautiful.” He winked as he looked back out to the clear night sky. “Et non invenient mihi semina? Hoc modo, iterum cum visitare non erit amplius” Maybe the little bird would understand him, maybe he wouldn't, it was worth a shot.
Her gaze turns odd, he was unable to read what she was thinking. This must be what it is like to look at himself. Nox quietly waited for her response. He would not expect someone to show him the kindness and compassion they would to others. The brute felt like it was his punishment to be stuck here. It was punishment for killing his mother, his brother, his father, his mate, her child, and HIM. He wondered how it felt to die. How much pain were they going through, how much fear they had? It was a question that one day he might be able to find the answer too. The keyword is might. Weaver's answer shocks him. She will kill him if that is what he wanted. The beast looked to the ground stained with dried blood. “Thank you... I know it sounds odd due to the circumstances, but Thank you, Weaver.” His thick accented words dripped from his maw. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but he didn't. The beast just lowered his demonic crown to look at the fire. Nox was unsure how to handle this feeling that he got from her. It was something that hid deep within his blackened heart. Pale eyes tried to shrug away the little bit of emotion, but the stone wall cracked. Mixed feelings leaked through his facial expression. Confusion, happiness, sadness, and something else, but that is to be explained on another day.
“I would start preparing for the worse. I feel like this Kaos guy is no joke, but I am sure you are aware of that. A strong Corporal dose does not need advice from a mere Time Mender. ” He chuckled brightly, but there was truth in his words. She does not need his advice. The woman is powerful and strong. Gray eyes shifted to the wolf pelt. “Well I guess if you say so. I won't go running around the mountains pretending to be the all mighty wolf hunter. We need some protection because the Sentinels are just a chunk of history now. ” His voice was sarcastic and joking as he began to walk to the front of the cave. His blackened form glowed with eerie gray marks. The moon illuminated the features of his face as he looked out the mouth of his den. “It is a beautiful night now that the storms are gone. Look how the moon glows against the hot spring. It is almost haunting how peaceful it is. ”
“Talk.”
Translation:: Will you help me find seeds? That way when you visit again I will have more