"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.
Clementine knew she wasn’t supposed to be this far from home, but the promise of adventure kept her spindly legs pumping and drove her further from the sanctuary of the Throat. Making her escape had been no easy task - having to evade both mother and A’mal - and then having to find someone to allow her across the bridge. But she’d done it, and the excitement that pumped through her veins kept the trepidation well disguised. Plus, she was on a mission. She’d seen Melita leave, and was determined to find where her sister had gone because the little orange filly was convinced she’d found something amazing and she didn’t want to miss it. She didn’t want to miss anything. Clementine skipped through unfamiliar lands without batting an eye - relishing in the fact that there were so many different colors in the world and she wanted to find a way to take some of these flowers back home to mother. Then she couldn’t possibly be mad that they’d gone on an adventure. Everyone liked presents! She heard familiar voices not too far off, and her slightly-curled ears (not quite like her mother’s) struggled to pinpoint where they came from. The girl abandoned all thoughts of flower arranging and sped off in the direction of the voices, hoping to catch up to them soon. Unfortunately for Clementine, when the girl burst headlong out of the trees and onto the beach she saw…
Nothing.
The filly stood there panting, equal parts enthralled and confused, spinning around in every direction as she tried to determine just where her sister had managed to disappear to this time. Had she figured out her wings and flown away somewhere where she couldn’t follow? Clem pouted at the thought, stamping a pale forehoof at the thought of being so definitively separated from her twin. It was only then that the filly began to really take stock of her surroundings. She’d never seen a beach like this one. The shore of the Throat was all sand and rocks, but this was something else entirely. Then she saw it - the strange shape protruding from the beach. Her moment of melancholy forgotten, a small laugh escaped her lips as she broke into a run as she made her way towards the strange formation. She had no idea what it was, but it seemed to dive beneath the waves. And even more excitedly, the voices had returned. With a happy squeak, the girl leapt into into the tunnel without considering caution or poise. Melita was in there - she was sure of it! But what she failed to account for is the fact that glass is slippery and baby hooves fail to find purchase on the slippery tunnel and the girl more slid down the tunnel than anything - coming to rest with her face pressed against the glass. Her mouth popped open with awe as she tried to comprehend just what she was seeing, but she just couldn't. It was only then that she turned to Melita and Iskra with a sheepish grin on her face. “Hi! What are you lookin’ for?” She glanced from her sister to Iskra, who she’d literally known since birth and her eyes widened as she spotted a shadow over his shoulder - out in the endless waters “OOH! LOOK AT THAT. It looks like a rock with fins!” she said (yelled?) in utter amazement.
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you were only waiting for this moment to arise.
