"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.
This is a new adventure. Citris's sisters words still circled in her head the same way they had as she got of the boat into the first wild land she'd seen in years. Before she'd left to become a lacky to the pirates, the witch teller had only told one other about prior. Her sister had been glad to hear it, despite the fear for her safety. After all, Citris never told anyone of her thoughts before, and it had worried her that she would never become more than a prize to her father, and live forever as a troubled fortune teller. It was great news, and her sister told Citris all of her advice, which became boring with all her going on and such. However, at the end she said those words. "An adventure huh?" Tribal marked woman spoke the phrase aloud as if to solidify the last memories of her family within normally unsorted mind.
Now she was walking in this place. Alone, but of course she was perfectly capable of handling alien surroundings.
The melting snow mixed in with dirt crunched beneath her stride. Through the new forest in which many had traveled before her, tread an equine mare of colorful manifestation. By the numerous scents, increasing as she went on. Citris let a delighted grin stretch across her russet mug. I'm here. No time could be wasted. At that instant, the decorative broad knelt down to both front knees. Visage brought tender kiss to the earth, and a whisper of some odd gibberish escaped her lips. It was her thanks to the gods of these lands. She'd made it safely, and would could now only wish to be welcomed with the new opportune of luck for the goals she'd come here to pursue. The lost fortune teller would regain her skills here, and perhaps new ones as well.
Still, Citris knew little of these parts, other than it's name, and it's offering. Rising from her humble position, the autumn hue'd girl looked onward, and begun her march. A rhythmic hum of worship being sung in a melancholy tune, this time, as a goodbye to her old home. Then, she burst forward at rushed gallop, breaking own harmony, and let out an obnoxiously boisterous call to the heavens. Oh man, these silly landlubbers wouldn't know what hit em'.
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This fire rising through my being,
burning, I'm not used to seeing you. I'm alive, I'm alive. I can feel you all around me. Thickening the air I'm breathing. Holding on to what I'm feeling. Savoring this heart that's healing.
I saw a fiery red lass walk through the woods. Of all the beautiful colored flowers, and the lush green grass in between the trees, her pelt stood out to valiantly. She had feathers stuck to her tail, and her mane was a snow white. I was quite interested to meet such a colored horse like her. I wonder where she came from with such vibrant colors splashing her pelt.
I wondered what she was doing. She was scanning the whole area, and looking around her. Could she be a horse looking for another sign of equine life. Or maybe she could be bad willed. Never judge another without knowing them. I wasn't going to be the one to judge. Never less, I was going to greet her to see who she was and what she was doing here in Helovia. Her vibrant colors still caught me off guard.
She suddenly broke from her walking pace and started to gallop. I galloped deeper into the woods, still watching her, not knowing when to come out and greet the newcomer. She stopped in her tracks and let out a bellow towards the heavens. She seemed to be happy about something. I walked out and introduced myself. "Hello! I am Orinthia!" I said giving her a friendly smile so she wouldn't get terrified of me like some other horses that got intimidated by my size.