"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.
The fae awoke, her eyes fluttering open. Trying to take a nap had been semi-successful, but now the fae could feel sleep hanging over her like a storm cloud, ready to rain down upon her. Shaking her head as if to fling the sleep away didn't help, it made the fae dizzy. Stumbling down a mountain like that is probably not a good idea. The fae tried to concentrate as she picks her way down the mountain, her legs were no longer awkwardly long. They were slowly becoming proportionate to her body, which helped with walking.
Once the bay filly's hooves touched the snow she gave a squeak of displeasure as the snow engulfed her hocks. Flicking ears back and keeping mouth shut, the filly begins to walk carefully through the Basin. The fae constantly nodded her head to her fellow Basin members, and continued on her walk.
The filly saw a small, purple figure in the distance. A little confused, the fae ran towards it to investigate. There was a black mare beside the filly, most likely her mother. Curious, the fae reached out and smiled. "Hello." The fae kept the smile upon her dark lips as she backed up and gave a curt nod to the black mare. "You have a beautiful child." The filly remembered the new word she had learned from Kou. What was it.... convinced? No.... the fae flicked her tail as she tried to draw out the words. Con... Conce.... Conceived! The small fae smiled, proud of herself for finding the word. Now she could continue with her thoughts. Who helped this mare conceive the baby?
The fae didn't exactly know what mares and stallions did when they made babies... conceived babies. All she knew was that they got together, but she didn't know what they did once they were together. She was too young to know, and she shouldn't know just yet. But she wanted to know everything she could. Everything. Even if it meant learning and seeing some very disturbing things. The fae's mind was her own little world, filled with knowledge and words she probably shouldn't know at her age. It was all because she walks through the Basin and tries to listen in on everyone's conversation. She was able to learn new words, and after lots of thinking, she could sometimes find the meaning of that word. The filly also collected information from outside the Basin, but that was rare. She liked the chilling air of the Basin much better than the heat of the outside.
Emerald orbs shift from the fae's gray hooves to the purple filly in front of her. A small snowflake marking falls over her left eye, which is blue while her right eye is silver. What really baffles the fae is how the filly's mane is smoke. Blue smoke. The fae stared at it for quite some time, trying to figure out how that worked. Was it magic or was it just... natural? As the filly ponders on this thought she looks at the coal black mare a little more. Her mane was crimson red, and she had dark orbs. The very end of her bangs was white, and her horn split her forelock in two. It was a crooked horn, almost mimicking a tree branch. Flicking her ears to and fro, the filly waited for one of them to speak.
[Just thought I'd pop Frost in here! Hope that's alright]
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