"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 small filly hadn’t know what to expect when she emerged under water - she was amazed that she… well she didn’t really see anything except the swirling bubbles following the bodies of the others who had emerged and the form of one funny looking unicorn hanging upside down like his hooves were stuck on the surface of the water.
Before she could take too much of it in, a voice spoke to her. Well, she couldn’t say for sure whether it was to her alone or not but there was something inside of her head. It was a warm whisper and, though startling, the curious Vastra found it all too easy to trust him. After all, the seaweed did taste rather nasty. She was eager to try something sweeter than the seaweed, though she was careful not to lose the breath-giving piece of plant just in case.
Her brown eyes widened in delight as the tempting, golden piece of something floated before her and she quickly snatched it up with the only thing she could - her mouth. She chewed on it thoughtfully, testing the texture out. She hadn’t really intended to swallow it but her instincts told her to do so and so down it went.
Her eyes widened in surprise as a tingling sensation coursed across her body and she yelped as she realized it was fire dancing across her skin. In the blue-green of the water the fire flashed with brilliant oranges and yellows as it consumed the winged filly. It did not burn but there was other pain and no shortage of fear throughout the entire ordeal.
When the flames died, Vastra wasn’t exactly Vastra anymore - she was a harbour seal. Complete with spotted hide, big, soulful eyes, and fantastic whiskers.
This was... uh... new.
She spun in a small circle, testing out her new limbs this new form that she had taken. Big dark eyes blinked in surprise as she found it remarkably easier to hold her breath (though she kept the seaweed in her mouth just in case, not knowing much about seals) and move through the water.
Vastra-the-seal looked around and discovered that the others had moved along so she quickly swam to catch up, the water cooling as she dove but her slick, fat-lined skin kept her warm. Kisamoa led them to a coral reef, alive with so many creatures that Vastra had never even dreamed of before. As they all gathered, she tried to catch the sea-horse’s eye and flashed him a bright, toothy seal smile - thinking that it was his magic that had enabled her to do this and delighting in it.
His voice spoke in their minds again and she listened with reverence as he bade them to think of a word and send it out to the coral reef.
As she spun and circled in her seal form, Vastra could only think of one - magic. It had surrounded her in a vague way all her life, though she hadn’t even known it. The Throat was alive with fire magic - from the fire-spirits the magician Gaucho could create to the wings that allowed those welcome to soar between Helovia and the Throat. And while this transformation had started out with fire, it was something new something wonderful and the spotted seal girl thought those would be the best thoughts to share with their new reef friends.
Said goodbye to you, my friend, as the fire spread.
all that's left are your bones that will soon sink like stones.