University Backstory

Yesterday

Columtreal University’s stone paths hummed with secrets yesterday, the shadows deepened by rumors swirling through its moss-covered halls. The day’s talk danced around an ill-fated athletic tryout—one contender’s prideful martial display met a graceless tumble, spawning whispers of curses lingering from when the main building housed the asylum’s lost souls. Elsewhere, in the haze of a forgotten field, camaraderie flickered as concern masked pain, prompting hushed bets on hidden romances brewing alongside bruises. Across campus, sly glances and awkward flirtation ignited speculation about clandestine alliances forming beneath the watchful eyes of predatory faculty. In Columtreal, every gesture sparks a hundred tales.

Two Days Ago

Whispers curl around Columtreal’s moss-draped stone like cigarette smoke after dusk, yesterday’s truths already twisting into rumor. In a classroom shadowed by the asylum’s memory, heated debate flared—not about grades, but about the price of consent and the currency of reputation. Word spreads that someone’s bluntness nearly turned the air electric, stoking conversations about vulnerability for profit and the thin line between liberation and exploitation. Some say a certain someone’s laughter merely masked nerves—fuel for speculation over unseen threats lurking in Hathian’s shadow. Meanwhile, playful banter at the retro diners hints that beneath camaraderie, everyone’s still hunting for leverage.

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.