University Backstory

In Columtreal University’s shadow-draped corridors, where old stones remember everything, yesterday birthed rumors thick as the humidity. Early morning, the campus clinic pulsed with activity—word has it a clandestine patient outstayed the usual, drawing hushed speculation about faculty entanglements and debts paid in secrets. Meanwhile, the scent of incense drifted from Witch Way Alley, where a late ritual sent whispers through the dorms: had someone bargained for luck before that tough final? Over at Murphy’s Pub, a voice too steady for karaoke sent a shiver down competitors’ spines. They say the past surfaced, and last night’s spirits might not be the only ones haunting Columtreal.

Yesterday

Night crept over Columtreal University, draping its ancient stones in secrets as restless as the ambitions that haunt the dorms. Whispers snaked through moss-choked breezeways: a shadow in the Burger Pit Stop’s neon throwback, an encounter at Witch Way Alley thick with the scent of burnt sage and forbidden ritual. A certain enigmatic figure, known for elusive charm, weathered a confrontation at the edge of campus, rumors swirling that old wounds bleed beneath a mask of nonchalance. The Greek houses flickered with laughter—some say at the expense of those who trust too easily. In Columtreal, nothing is as it seems, and yesterday’s truths are today’s currency.

Two Days Ago

Beneath the veiled arches of Columtreal University, yesterday’s fog clung as tightly as secrets—thickening the air between lecture hall and lantern-lit alley. Tongues wagged in Get Woke as an unexpected shipment stirred the coffee shop’s sleepy routine, the baristas muttering about packages wrapped too neatly for mere beans. Meanwhile, in Witch Way Alley, shadows wriggled longer than usual, and some dared to whisper about a midnight gathering—a hush-hush ritual, they say, meant to tip cosmic scales. And in the oldest dorm, hushed voices debated a faculty member’s sudden interest in forgotten records, stoking suspicion of unburied truths. Sleep lightly, Columtreal; omens walk your halls.

Three Days Ago

A School with Secrets, A Row with Rituals

Just outside the edge of Hathian, beyond the chaos and crime, stands Columtreal University. At first glance, it’s a classic Southern campus with brick buildings, lush lawns, and the constant hum of college life. But beneath the surface, it’s a hotbed of drama, ambition, and stories that go far beyond the classroom.

Students show up for lectures, but stay for the stories. Whether they’re cramming for a Sociology exam, working shifts at the campus café, or trading notes during a late-night study session, everyone’s chasing something. Faculty members range from strict scholars to dangerously charismatic mentors, each with their own reasons for sticking around. Some teach. Some meddle. All of them watch.

Greek life owns the Row. The fraternities and sororities shape the social order. Parties spill into the streets, rivalries flare, and loyalty is everything. If you want influence, you pledge. If you want protection, you earn it. Whispers still circle about strange rituals, half-forgotten traditions, and the occasional candlelit gathering that feels more like a ceremony than a celebration.

The sports scene brings the heat. Columtreal’s athletes play to win, both on the field and in the hallways. The cheer squad, football team, and other players stir up more than just school pride. Competition fuels conflict. Some fight for the team. Others fight for attention. Everyone wants to be remembered.

But there’s more to CU than meets the eye. Some say the campus holds a strange energy. There are stories of hidden tunnels, haunted classrooms, and a long history of people who vanish without explanation. Whether it’s just campus folklore or something deeper, the mystery only adds to the thrill.

Columtreal is the place where characters grow, clash, and connect. It’s fun, messy, and magnetic. For many, it’s the first chapter in a much bigger story. A gateway to Hathian. A proving ground for everything that comes after.

So why did your character enroll? And how long do you think they’ll last?

Welcome to CU. The drama starts now.