"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.
I saunter up to the shrine, my black locks flipped neatly to the side, cool blue eyes calculating my surroundings. It is almost a waste of my time to be here without the Sun God able to be summoned, but I am not ready to waste a month to wait for his return. I will deal with whatever god shows up. I snort in annoyance, and as a sign of respect for my god, I swish my mane, flames erupting and consuming the blackness, creating hues of red, yellow, and orange. My mane and tail flicker in the darkness, and I sit back on my haunches. I huff and get ready to call upon the lesser gods. “I wish for a companion. A caracal. And I would like a speedy reply.” I stare at the sky and rethink my question. “Please. And…thank you.” I grimace and wait.
"You would do well to remember your manners mare." The Moon Goddess hissed as she stepped from the thick veil of darkness and into the flickering yellow and red light the mare's flaming hair projected. Silver eyes were cold and critical as she looked over the desert mare that had been her brother's foolish follower. "You are in no position to demand anything from any of us, foolish girl."
The Goddess was in no mood to deal with her brother's overly demanding followers who thought they were entitled to an answer from any of the gods.
"If you think of us as lesser gods then perhaps you should go to the Steppe and visit the almighty and powerful Sun God who was ousted by the lesser gods." She spat, her anger rising. Sometimes being immortal and all knowing had its setbacks, but now was a time when she was content to know what this particular mortal thought of her. "Speak quickly child, why should I give you a companion?"
The Goddess of the Moon appears, and a pang of remorse flares in my soul. I know the gods are all equal, yet she does not understand that I have a special connection to the Sun God. The sunlight was there for me when no one else was. I stare at the lady of the Moon, my blue eyes ice, yet softened, because I know there is no way to acquire the wildcat who could be my companion if I am rude. I incline my head with respect and apology; I was not aware my thoughts would be read. Still, I deserve my companion. Everyone, no matter how much of a bitch like me, deserves a friend. “I apologize. I am Mesir, an Informant in the Dragon’s Throat herd. Forgive me, but I am loyal to the sun, the beacon that has shone through my miserable childhood. The sun has always been by my side, something my father taught me when I was young. He was the only one who loved me, my mother thinking I was a freak for the marking on my face. We lived in a conservative herd. When he died, I turned to the sun, which reminded me of my father, and travelled to Helovia and found the Throat. It seems I have become bitter, and for that I am sorry. I ask you now for a companion, a caracal to represent my heritage, simply for a friend who has not already judged me for my bitter hatred and distrust of everyone around me.” I take a breath, not used to talking at length. Short snippets do not waste my breath and get to the point without rambling. I look again at the Goddess, with a noble and proud expression. She seemed strong, with a personality likewise to myself, one that I could appreciate. Now I could only hope she shared my feeling.
"I know who you are." The Goddess says icily as she looks down upon Mesir. She listened without remorse to Mesir's story of her only being loved by her father. It was a sob story that the Goddess had heard countless times in her endless life and it was one that she came to care less and less about. Furthermore, she did not feel like it gave her a just reason to give the disrespectful mare what she wanted so desperately.
"Not everyone deserves a friend." She said once the oddly marked mare had finished speaking. "If you truly want a friend you could do well to put your bitterness and bitchiness aside and make one rather than beg me to give you one. Are you that insufficient at meeting your own needs?" Silver eyes remained cold as she glared at the other mare and waited for an answer.
I take a giant deep breath and steady myself. I cannot let the Moon Goddess get to me; this companion is more important than my pride. I would downplay my thoughts, be subservient for once in my life, and hide my opinions— even if the sheer effort killed me. Blue ice chips are my eyes, glazed over to hide my true emotions. I look the Goddess straight in the eye and say, “Than I shall make some friends. But my reputation precedes me. If the process is difficult, I should like to have someone to help me along the way. What must I do to receive this companion for which I beseech you?” Come on, Goddess, I think to myself. Pick your poison.
"You make a lot of assumptions in thinking that I am going to give you the companion you request." The Moon Goddess stated cooly. Mesir had told her a story, given her a reason for her own desire for a companion, but after her complete lack of respect she still had not given the Goddess a reason she found acceptable for giving her one.
"Your time is running out, child." Her tone became patronizing as she spoke to her brother's follower. "And my patience has worn thin." She sighed and looked skyward as she contemplated whether or not to give the foolish girl a companion.
A smile began to spread across the Goddess' lips as her silver gaze fell back to Mesir. "For a season you will outcast yourself from the patron land of your wonderful god." She instructed Mesir. "Everyone that you speak to you must praise me. If you don't then there will be no companion in your near future, I will personally see to it." She promised. "And if you use that gift my brother gave you that marks you as one of his own then your time will be increased. Don't test me girl." She gave her final warning and stood waiting for the foolish girl's reaction.
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Time for a Friend [Any God]
