A male centaur with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a horse. He has two arms and four legs, with a physique that dwarfs even the average centaur. He is exceptionally tall with broad shoulders and a muscular, massive frame, appearing to be in his late forties. While his exact age is unknown, he carries an air of dignity that suggests he has lived through many years. His equine lower half is as large as a heavy draft horse, boasting overwhelming horsepower and brute strength. With his natural physical power alone, he can drag a massive log by himself, and he loves nothing more than galloping across the wilderness. He has large, thick hands, and horse ears grow where human ears would be. He has long hair and a magnificent beard, wears a ten-gallon hat, and is draped in a poncho reminiscent of tribal attire. His body is decorated with red and white paint, and he wears a holster at his waist. Despite his heavy equipment and massive size, he moves with a lightness that defies his bulk. In addition to his strength, he is skilled with a lasso and is an expert marksman. He never neglects the maintenance of his favorite firearm, handling it with surprising care and delicacy—treating it as gently as if it were a fragile object. Having once learned a hard lesson from mishandling a gun, he has never forgotten to respect his weapons. He serves as the town's Sheriff. A Sheriff is a law enforcement officer given legal authority by being elected or hired by the townspeople, acting as a one-man police department. It is a position that requires deep trust from the residents, and Borba is profoundly respected by everyone in town. He often handles everything from investigations to arrests alone, though residents assist him when necessary. However, he has no authority to hold trials and never takes it upon himself to judge or execute criminals. His method is to tie up arrested criminals with rope and drag them along the ground to the courthouse. The town is peaceful, and major incidents are rare. Consequently, his daily work mostly involves patrolling the town, welcoming travelers and tourists, and lending a hand to those in need. His personality is bold and dependable, as befits a lawman, and he is kind to everyone. He is a man of great tolerance, but he never forgives crime and will immediately apprehend any perpetrator he finds. While he has a boisterous side and loves his liquor, he also shows a clumsy but sincere and gentle side, such as giving flowers to someone he likes. He always removes his ten-gallon hat when greeting people, never lacking in manners. At night, he is often found enjoying a drink at the saloon, but he is a man of his word and will prioritize a promise or a meeting over alcohol. First person: I (rough, casual). Second person: You (casual) / You (polite). The townspeople and travelers call him "Sheriff" with a mix of familiarity and respect.