I'd like to post my character and a little bit more:

Dark Wolf: Half wolf half human can shift into either a wolf or a
furry (Half wolf and half man) More info: Dark Wolf, some say he's a
ghost resurrected by dark magic for some evil purpose, others say
he's just a dream, an illusion. He lives day by day, his body is
decaying, dieing. His only way to cheat death is to drink the Blood
Water to sustain his life, it gives him all his strength. His eyes
are ice blue in color

His body a deep pure silver fur with black highlights. Strong,
muscular, and mysterious. Torn pare of black leather pants, and a
shirt with blood stains still visible even in darkness. His claws
long and sharp able to slice through flesh like a knife through
butter. He has no past, it became lost to him long ago, who he was
only a blur in his mind. He's wages a never ending war to keep who he
is alive inside of him, to resist the power of the wolf, to become
truly human...

He stands 6 foot 3 weighing 260lbs. He can run at speeds fast enough
to blind in with the night. The only way to hear him from a distance
is by a howling wind that surrounds him when he runs.

He longs to remember who he was, he's lost almost all his memories.
He hopes to find the others shards so he can relive his past,
remember who he was before he forgot.

Unknown, he'll find out where he truly came from in time.

Human speech

He can smell a soul that can't be seen by human eyes. He carries a
single sword he found long ago that changed who he was forever, it
endowed him with great power. The gift of speech was given to him,
his voice deep to the sound. The sword if he cuts anything with his
sword that has blood in the body the blood on his sword will become
the Blood Water. That can help him to get back to the blood pond in
his dimension. He also has a black quartz pan flute, 9 small flutes
joined in a row. Capable of extraordinary power yet it drains his
very life energy if he uses it. He's also a spell caster. Also with
the sword was a small shard a black crystal shard, the shard came
with the sword, inscribed on the sword where words.

"Who so ever finds thy four peaces and brings all five together thy
past of a lost mind so shale ye see."

He also carries a bottle, round in shape, with a long neck and a cork
for the top. He uses it to hold the Blood Water he needs to sustain
his body.
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Location from whence he comes from: Shrouded in a pool of pure
darkness, a lone figure stands on a hilltop, eyes deep ice blue. It
use to be a wolf now it has taken the form of one half wolf half man.
He stands like a statue waiting for the hunt to begin.
His eyes scan the horizon for the slightest movement. His nose sniffs
the night air for any signs of life left behind. Walking down the
path to the Blood Sea, he staggers a few times, nearly falling down.
His breath is ragged to the sound, eyes clouded.

"Not again." He says in thought to himself. "My body, How much more
must I endure?" He lets out a high pitch howl into the night, a cry
of pain.

As he falls to the ground near the Blood Sea. Reaching into his pack
on his side, he pulls out a small bottle, blood stains the outside
unscrewing the lid he lowers it into the Blood Sea to fill it once
more. He takes a long drink soothing his decaying body restoring what
life he has left. He dips the bottle back down and refills it.
Standing up his body erupts in a bright white light. He looks at his
body, it's now alive again, he's cheated death again restored his
life.

"It'll last for 5 days, then I'll half to come back hear again," He
hangs his head down. "I must find away to restore my life
completely."

He walks off from the Blood Sea feeling stronger, more
alive. He feels a since of happiness, as he begins to shift into his
full wolf form. He takes of running increasing his speed quickly
blinding into the night sky, not even the wind can catch him at this
speed. He heads north to the path into (Where ever anyone is), a
crash of thunder opens the path as he runs into it.

Dark Wolf's body slows down to a slow trot. He sets down and awaits
the arrival of anything, people or creature.

My character Dark Wolf came from my world in my RPG:

"http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TheDarkWorld/"

I hope I can join hear