Borges is a Terrier, the kind of pup who bites a problem just to confirm it is real. On most mornings Borges can be found near the flooded market halls, doing very little and calling it research. There is a long running rumor that Borges once swapped a glassbird feather that hums in still air for a better story and called the trade fair. Borges may not know the truth of the old world, but that never stops a good theory from becoming lunch talk.