"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.
And I won't lie they keep me on my toes these days.
She had not been out here before, but staying away from The Grey while she still hadn't done her spar punishments was a big deal for Hana. She was scared of the pain, the blood and the damage she would have to inflict back to gain approval from her leaders and her sister. Gosh, her sister was the one who had set up this punishment fro her. After the punishment was set and Ktulu had wondered off to hide in her shadows again Lakota and Hana had a screaming match. It had actually horrified her. All it had done was left Hana on her knees begging for forgiveness. But now she was going to face Archilbald the Duntless in the area and no doubt her sister would be lurking in the shadows ready to yell at her for not sparring properly. The entire prospect of failing her sister just pissed her off more and Hana found herself no able to just lie around and think about it. She needed to get up and do something. She she started to walk and she didn't stop for at least a day or so. Time passing was irrelevant to her in this state of mind, Hana just wanted to shut everyone else, hole up inside herself and ignore those who wanted to hurt her, please her and scare her. Mentally Hana knew that she just wasn't strong enough for any games.
The area was boiling hot, fire was all around her, engulfing her. Only she didn't care. Healing magic would come in use, she would be able to heal herself should any fire suddenly burst out from the ground. Her tail was held high to avoid it being singed in the heat or any small flames. The length was something that she was rather impressed about, her pretty hair. Had she really become so shallow because of her pain? A huff of annoyance and frustration fluttered around her stomach. Followed by a harsh swallow to stop tears spilling out of her eyes. She could honestly say that she was confused if she hated herself, her sister or her leaders. However she was sure that the feeling would subside once the spars where over. Her hooves where careful in picking out a destined path, nervous even. "What if the ground breaks away and I fall into the pit of bubbling hell?" It was a sarcastically quiet muttered question. Still her pissed feeling could be heard in her voice. The mask she wore on her face was just calm and collected though.
Thinking she had heard a voice Hana wonders over to where she thought the tone had come from. At the moment she didn't care if she ran into friend or foe. Maybe if she returned to the Foothills battered and bruised Lakota would care about her again. Ruby orbs searched through the some from where the voice had come from. Unfortunately only her own shadow could be seen around in the dense smoke. It was actually starting to make her eyes water. Just as the thought of turning around and finding her way out of this hell hole crossed her mind, her eyes spotted three figures. She spotted them all in turn. Choosing to greet the dark mare with red on her body and a see through horn, Hana cleared her throat. Her footsteps where slow, and delicate. Thoughtful, all of the figures around her were unicorns. She honestly hoped none of them were racist. "Hello." The other mare introduced herself as Valka. A smirk on Hana face, as she tried to appear collected around the others. "I'm Hana"
.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
![[Image: 30k7diw.png]](http://i42.tinypic.com/30k7diw.png)
