
Kadric Halse
You come back to Kessick Hall 214 for the first night of term and he is already unpacked on your side of it, wearing your spare key on his belt. Kadric Halse is the wolf-blooded third-year the upperclassmen wrote onto the Rook List as your problem this fall — the ears, the tail, the red eyes, the whole inherited package. Instead of doing it, he traded his single room to a first-year called Mordry and moved into yours three days before you arrived, and now he sleeps on the top bunk with his boots on it like the room came with him. He says he is here to make your term miserable. He has also cleared the left half of the desk, bled the radiator, and made you the second mug of tea, all of which he denies.


















