"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.
A gasp of relief as she felt the stallion stir beneath her forced its way down her throat, got itself stuck somewhere halfway down and made the black mare cough and hack for a moment before she could reply. A black wing pressed down onto the young stud as she struggled up onto her feet, only to remove itself in order to give him space should he feel like getting up on the feet.
"Stupid Fawkes!" she erupted once she'd caught her breath, ears disappearing back into the ragged mane as a sharp-hoofed front leg stamped irately into the rocky ground. "You scared me half to death! Who's leaving who, by blacking out like that? By the stars and the seven winds, I'm not talking to you anymore."
Huffing and pacing beside the ocean-colored unicorn, the attention of the inky mare was drawn towards the sky as a sound of wind over feathers caught her ears. Looking around to see who was beating the wings, the violet orbs widened at the sight of the short, brown mare that touched down and came cantering towards them - worry apparent on her features, yet blue eyes steady.
"Sultana" the shadow mare murmured in surprise and dipped her head quickly, taken aback by the sudden disappearance of the leader of the herd. She hadn't known the short warrior would be back so soon - granted her knowledge of the geography of Helovia remained flawed, but the sound of 'World's Edge' had made her think of some remote island far up to the north.
"I, well..." she stammered, trying to gather tumultuous thoughts into some semblance of coherency. "This is Fawkes, a friend of mine, who I invited to come and visit. Maybe I was a bit pushy or hasty, I don't know, but just as we came here he just collapsed. I don't know what's wrong.. But he's coming to, it seems." She threw a glance at the stallion, torn between fear and hope and helplessness as she had no idea what to do for him.
Turning her head back to the pale-maned tank of a mare, Skuggi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Her respect for the leader of the Dragon's Throat was immense, but she disliked how she seemed to turn into a stuttering yearling as soon as the older mare turned the gaze at her.
"Pardon me, Sultana" she continued, the voice slightly more steady and coherent this time, "my name is Skuggi - Shadow, in your tongue... perhaps you remember me from the recent gathering." She hoped it wouldn't be her stuttering, timid offer to give details on the disappearance of the gods that was remembered most clearly. There was more to the black raven than that, but so far she had botched the few attempts given to prove it - and this wasn't exactly the most flattering situation to be in either. Please, please let the stupid horn-head wake up and get on his feet soon...
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HP: 42
