Matgor Nimlat, Halfling Rogue

Short (for a halfling).  An almost-mop of curly brown hair adorns
his squarish head.  Dresses practically in earth tones.  No obvious
weapons, but is probably wearing some sort of armor under the
clothes.  Often found with a pleased, optimistic, or hopeful
expression on his face.

Matgor is an opportunist, plain and simple.  Sometimes he is patient
in waiting for his opportunities, sometimes less than patient.  From
a young age he developed an appreciation for stealth and misdirection
-- but mostly misdirection.  He was very good at deflecting blame
on to one of his three siblings (two older sisters, one younger
brother).  Occasionally he'd even con his parents.  (They caught
on eventually; you can't fool mom for long.)  When he got caught,
he took the resulting discipline as feedback to not get caught next
time, instead of direct discouragement of the behavior.

Matgor is creatively lazy.  He prefers to let others do the dirty
work and then reap the rewards of their efforts.  If he is called
on his laziness, he will fess up to it, reluctantly.  He shuns
applying his own brute force in favor of letting others apply theirs
-- possibly even his enemies'.

Matgor is neither terribly gregarious nor reclusive, but his greater
goals do depend on the presence of other semi-intelligent creatures
during his waking hours.  

Outwardly he tries to appear calm, cool, and collected at all times,
even when panic might be reasonably expected.

He is admittedly selfish, but he expects others to be. (Really, who
isn't?)

At his worst he may be prone to the occasional silent or delayed
act of disapproval or rebellion when decisions and consequences
don't go his way.

Rules?  Eh, whatever.

And of course, he's curious.  This is not usually a bad thing, but
it has gotten him in trouble more than once.  But it's one of the
reasons that Matgor has made his way to Neshul's Crossing.  Sure,
there lies opportunity in selling wardstones or ward foci or ward
whatever, but that would get old after a while.  Why is this whole
ward thing been having a multi-year hangover anyway?  Fair bet that
people would pay even bigger moolah for a piece of that puzzle.
It's risky business, but probably not terribly more so than leading
Big Sis on a wild goose chase for about her missing dolly, and
making Scrub look like the perp.  Okay, so it's probably a bit
bigger than that, and consequently quite a bit riskier, but is there
ever a business without risk?  Worst that happens is that the ward
really is toast, and some will just learn earlier than others how
to deal with it.