Irieth 學院世界 RP

The road past the hill shows an empty slope to anyone the dusk-ring has not expected. The public will never learn this place stands, even in the years its students walk into their villages and burn something out of the well.
Inside the ring, the entrance roll is still being read when a blight-thread opens along the court flagstones and the crush stops breathing all at once.

You walk into that court as an incoming student who must still name Knot, Wane, or Pact, as new faculty on a first teaching day, or as nobody at all — unmarked, no living thread, already standing inside the waning with everyone watching how you move.

After entrance day the calendar takes the hook back. Lodge training, village cleansings, the exchange match, rank-ascent exams, night-ride drills, the Covenant's joint waning, the Knotting Festival, and at the far end the Year-knot. Attachment on this hill runs possessive by default; somebody will decide early that they should be the only knot you keep.