Prologue
"Millie, please, just hold on. Big bro's going to get us out of here..."
Though his lungs burned with every breath he took, a young man—his face stained soot-black from the ashes of his old home—hastily scrambled through the underbrush. The young girl clinging to his back, her breathing ragged, desperately held on for dear life as he pushed further and further into the forest. The shouts and cries of their hunters from the ruins of what had once been their quiet hometown spurred them further onward. Paired with the dying screams and cries of their families and friends...
All that could be done now was to run. Run and run and pray that somehow, the two of them would escape. The chance of such a thing happening was infinitesimal, but that smallest chance of hope was the only thing they could cling onto. If death was the only alternative, then he would cling onto even the smallest of possibilities.
But even if he couldn't make it, maybe his sister——
The sounds of orders barked out from between the trees immediately caused the runaway villager to swerve, his body scrambling to recover as he moved away from the noise. There was nothing left to be done except run away, and as far as he knew, anywhere was better than towards the enemy.
The desperate young man soon found that the forest had begun to clear, and before long the unworn dirt paths gave way to long-abandoned paved stone. Though nature had reclaimed much of the land, the sight of a half-destroyed church in the center quickly caught his eye. With the shouts from behind growing closer, however, the villager simply chose to push forward into the ruins.
Only when he reached them, however, did he realize he had been trapped.
From out of the forest came soldiers—the same ones who had been pursuing him and his sister. The fact that there seemed to be so many of them waiting for his arrival made his heart sink, and the briefest of glances made clear that they were planning on shooting at him from afar. With no other place to go but those destroyed stone walls, the young man chose to dive through the nearest broken window of the church—the glass shards tearing into his skin and clothing—to escape the oncoming hail of arrows. There were a few that made it through the broken ceiling of the building, but as if by some miraculous luck, neither he nor the girl on his shoulders had suffered any further injuries.
In the center of that broken church, though, stood a single statue—one of a goddess long since forgotten, her wings outstretched as if inviting the pair to come forward. With their death fast approaching, though, the young man could do little more than pray to that yet-unknown deity. Be it for a miracle, salvation, or even a quick death when there was nowhere else left to run...
"I have heard your prayers, weary traveler. You have done well to make it here—and for that, I shall bring thee aid. Heroes from beyond the rift, I beseech thee: take up arms and bring forth salvation—if not in the name of Lavielle, then of your own————!"
Though the voice he seemed to ring through his very bones, the source of it all seemed to not be the statue to whom he was praying, but rather of his little sister, whose eyes seemed to be shining with a light not her own. Before long, though, that light seemed to engulf her entire body, before quickly consuming the ruins in their entirety...
Overview
To summarize the intent of this RP as briefly as possible: I wrote this up to attempt—as the title suggests—a crossover isekai RP. By answering the summons of the goddess Lavielle, these heroes—characters from other universes, in short—are brought to the world of Cerennia to rescue it from an ill fate.
Now, when I say crossover, I do mean crossover RP. Characters from games, film, television, and other forms of media are all welcome here. The only thing I would note here, however, is that I will be vetting the characters in relation to one another and the world just as much as I will be the characters themselves. As such, if someone might not be a good fit for the setup, I may reject it on that basis alone.
Cerennia
The world of Cerennia is one of might and magic—in other words, that of what you might consider a "traditional" medieval high fantasy, complete with a variety of fantastical creatures, races, and the presence (and somewhat liberal usage of) magic. As to the nature of the oncoming threat that threatens all who live in the realm and the motivations therein, as well as those of the people who you may meet...
Well, that falls to the players to decide how to handle.
Enough waffling about, then. Here's a form (courtesy of co-GM @VitaVitaAR) for all interested parties.
As always, if anyone has any questions, concerns, or anything else that might fall under that umbrella, please do ask.
