"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.
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Andash could see with own ice azure pools that the mossy roan dame was battling with something inside her head. She was a cauldron of chaos and mixed emotions that seethed in her own olive orbs that glinted in the moonlight. He could not understand the change that had overcome her, but welcomed it nonetheless. With a look into the dark heavens with the thoughts of flying in it swimming round his handsome bleached crown, he turned his gaze and attention back onto Xira.
When she suggested they depart, Andash came crashing back down against the hard terra firma. He honestly thought that he would have been able to spend all night with the dame, getting to know her and hopefully towards the end have a sustainable bond that would last. But no, she obviously had figured out what path she wished to take. However, he caught a glimpse of something in her facial expression and poise, it was an odd sort of stature and her orbs shone with something. What was it? His reaction was complete and utter confusion.
He saw the petite vixen take a glance at the heavens also, and then onto his deformity. This was until her crown suddenly shifted it's attention away from it, as if unable to bear the sight.
The words that she spoke after surprised Andash to the extent that he took back all of what he had thought about the dame. She wants to see me again? Honestly? Disbelief struck him with a hot fire rod that gave him the means to feel triumphant. It was almost as if he had won a victory. He took in the information that the voice, now fairly sweet as the barriers of the silhouette's cold nature had been broken down. Dragon's Blood. That seemed particularly easy to navigate his way to. With a slight hesitation before a mumble of stuttering, the ashen brute managed to put together a simple sentence in reply, "I will be there." He took one step closer on his brawny bleached pillars and dipped his crown in acceptance and affection towards the dame, before regaining his signature proud posture.
"To be second is to be the first of the ones that lose."
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Xira watched the emotions play across the stallions face with the strange sensation that they were all caused by her actions. She had always strived for control by being cold and bitter, but now, when she lost control, she seemed to tug all of his strings just so. It was a strange feeling; at last she was in power, and yet she felt uncomfortable. She didn't want to direct Andash, to tug at his heart and pull him along. She simply wanted him to be, because she liked him just fine the way he was.
Yes, it was clear that she needed to make her leave. Yet she still waited for the stallion to say something, wanting to hear his voice again and know that he would not leave her alone at the foot of Dragon's Blood when the morning came. She waited as the silence persisted, as Kye returned to her side and then flew off again. She waited as the night winds caught her mane and tangled it in the air, as the stars glittered and the moon shone. She waited as the world seemed to end and time seemed to stop. She waited until she heard his voice again.
She smiled. She couldn't help it but her lips curls up and she knew that this time the expression was genuine. She dipped her head lower as she took another step closer and bridged the gap between them at last. Her extended wing fell across his broken one and stroked it gently, her breath grazed his neck and her gaze caught his at the last second before she passed him completely. The slow walk against Andash increased to the pace of a trot, and then quickly to the gait of a gallop. Her wings pressed down against the night stillness, her flight feathers touching the ground once before she leapt forward and began her flight. There was a whistle, and in moments Kye flew by her side.
Crush, said the falcon teasingly.
Oh be quiet, Xira answered. And yet, as she headed determinedly towards the veins to cure Andash of his ailment, she found herself believing Kye a bit more than herself.
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