( for ur MTG stuff! ) he sits back in his desk, a hand brushing over several papers that sat in front of him. " before we immediately jump to setting new laws in place, or tossing someone in prison. tell me what happened. " his motivation driven more by curiosity, rather than his duty as ravnica's guildpact.
   “It wouldn’t hurt to give the precinct a little more credit, Mr. Beleren,” Caitlyn says, sifting through a stack of papers. One of the clerks had delivered the documents to Caitlyn without an explanation, though from a few cursory glances she could tell the news wasn’t pretty. Many reports of infrastructure damage, mixed with the prompt grievances of several guilds. There are a couple of familiar signets that dominate the symbols stamped onto the papers; it wouldn’t be a proper biological issue if the Simic and the Golgari hadn’t immediately thrown their hats in the ring.
   “We do our best to ensure due process of law here. The Legion, on the other hand, is a little quick with their trigger finger.” She picks out one particularly expressive newspaper, noting the bold letters of the day’s headline on the front. Nodding, she tosses it to Jace.
   “A few creatures just… appeared in a Rakdos nightclub in the early hours of the morning.” She points to an artist’s rendition of the attack, depicting a violet portal that seemed to spawn a myriad of creatures of the same color. They looked a little like crabs, if crustaceans had three eyes, angular legs, and had a hankering for human flesh.
   “Some witnesses say they saw a mage who looked like they were controlling the swarm in the madness, but details are sketchy. A few legionnaires and guildmages were on site to take care of the situation, but it was… perplexing, to say the least.”
