"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.
No matter what we breed, we are still made of greed This is my kindom come, this is my kindom come
The scent of the Hills had been tainted with the masculine fragrance of the Warlord and she could sense his nearness even before his bulk was presented before her alongside Loretta. The mutt’s excited yelps did nothing to calm the sensitive nerves now humming to life from within and as the mare lifted her face in his skeptical gaze, she was able to relive her time spent upon the plains with him. Her lips parted at the seams as if she meant to respond and perhaps she had, but the folds of her tongue began to twist and no words could find their way past her mouth. Her wide eyes looked carefully from stallion to dog before she finally had the sense to pull herself together despite the dormant anger that had been forcefully awaken. Her shoulders seemed to quake in remembrance of his attacks and she was content to merely look past him for a moment before once more turning her brilliant gaze to his. “It depends on how much it would plague you to know that you must rely on me now when it would have appeared that you were intent on killing me only a few days ago.”
Her body grew tense before him and she cast a nervous glance to his bitch as if the thing would stop taunting her with pointed teeth and predatory yelps. Ailith remained quiet though, still debating her words in spite of them already hanging before her like a noose. Emotions seemed to well up from her gut and spoil in her heart; there was no way of avoiding him anymore even when her nightmares had seemed to cease after such an event. He had brought her meaning and given her reflection and instead of thanking him for the opportunity, she figuratively laughed in his face. It would take some time for her to feel comfortable in his presence and more time still to understand his participation of invading the Foothills- but she hoped the time would come. Otherwise, what was this family if not everyone in it could play nicely?
Though, when the chance had presented itself to rid herself of the uncertainties, Ailith decided to grab it with open arms.
Her attention had been momentarily distracted from the Dauntless to favor the approaching figure of a horned mare. She was nearly indigo in color and her company was more than welcome amongst the existing pair; so much so that Ailith was smiling by the time that her apologies reached her. However, that very same smile seemed to fade as her words seemed to pass over her upon such a distasteful request clearly aimed for the Warlord alone. For a moment, she scowled, so displeased with such rude introduction that she almost turned her face merely to spit upon her. Did mares hold no authority in this place or was it merely that she had been a former Foothills resident? With all the enthusiasm of a child, she looked away and avoided the mare altogether, as if by ignoring her she would get the hint and leave.
Ailith had been the sole company of this spot before the two had so coarsely interrupted and she intended for it to remain that way.
OOC|| Circe is fine! I just wanted to make that clear so you didn’t think I didn’t want you here. Ailith is just a meanass.
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