
Isa Werner
your roommate, third year · suspect
Sharp, honest to the point of discomfort, holding a Vault key she never returned. The one person in your year you trust without proof.
The Threshold Codex has vanished from the Vault. You have one night and three names.
The premise
The Codex has vanished from the Vault — the only book by which the Rite can be performed. Teo was found beside it with burned hands. He has not woken up.
The Dean has given you one night. By dawn — a name. Otherwise the Rite is cancelled for the whole year, and none of you will cross the Threshold. Isa included.

your roommate, third year · suspect
Sharp, honest to the point of discomfort, holding a Vault key she never returned. The one person in your year you trust without proof.

year prefect · suspect
“Top of the year” — so he says, and almost everyone agrees. A perfectly tidy room, a perfect robe for the Rite, a perfect alibi.

third-year tutor · suspect
A brilliant teacher with debts, vials and a smile that is a little too soft. People whisper about his “apothecary,” but no one has complained yet.

third year, the injured one
Found by the pedestal, hands burned, unconscious. What he was doing in the Vault at night, no one knows but him.

head of the Collegium
Gives you one night and not a single piece of advice. Trusts facts, not people — and knows where that leads.

Infirmary
Has seen every burn in the Collegium for thirty years and can tell one from another. Says little, is wrong even less.

Trial Garden
Walks the campus at night with a lantern and notices more than a gardener should. Likes apple liqueur and dislikes people trampling his hedges.