"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.
"Damn you!" Gar shouted angrily at his brother as the two scuffled in the sky. Beowulf's hoof smashing into the blacks cheek roughly, wings frantically flapping to gain control again. The beats uneven and unsteady as he lashed out at the white man. Teeth clamping against Beo's hard neck muscle. Clamping roughly and shaking violently. Pain. Pain the two twins loved.
"Hold it. the commanding tone of Gar as he leveled his wings and flew above some sort of tiny spec in the winter air. "Is it you now that is a coward?" a brief pause before black eyes flicked back in his skull and with a tight twist of his neck and snappy tone, "Are you a fool? Do you not see the tiny thing down there?" Beowulf's ears tilted back in shame of disappointing his kings authority. A playful name calling and Gar took it to heart. Black feathers took to a landing position as they tilted inward and he came diving from the sky like a huge ball of space. Quickly a white figure following on his tail. Enormous wings flaired out to take an abrupt imapact. Heavy hooves collided and then another set collided.
Hardy bones shook joyfully at the pain in their cold joints. Each man smiling from ear to ear evily at this tiny equine. Hrothgar took it as his chance to let off some steam, whispering closely to Beo's ear, "Play fairly." a deep tenor echoing in the pits of the white drafts eardrums. Those two words were something you never wanted to hear from Gar's lips. This Bacchus was in trouble now. No matter the horned creatures appearance. Would not mind to these two now.
Gar stared the tiny frame down with a high held head and a smirky grin wiped across his demonic face. Though Beo began walking forth. Ears clung tightly to his neck. Forward leg motions bringing him ever closer to the slave. Teeth bared and wings flared. Beowulf began to walk in circles, widely, around the tiny pony. Beowulf could step on this childs mere hoof and break every bone in his leg. "What a weakling you are." heavy tones reliving from the past. Each vocal eating at his innards. "I want your secrets pony boy, spill or my brother here will take you to the snow, rip you open with his hooves and toy with your innards while you lie awake." a kingly demand resting throughout his large bones. Would this slave be willing to die for some poor, idiot, unicorn that thought she was any better than others. Beo's pupil-less white eyes stabbed at Bacchus' face. Wandering across each blemish and poor feature. Teeth snapping in the air as he leaned in closer to the pony's ear, "Answer fool!" both twins had no clue of the Plague. Or anything to do with it. They just needed something to terrorize and holding secrets against someone was the way they were going about today.
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