*walks back in in a new out fit*
ok so there is a new me and here it is...
Name: Polgara
Age: unknown
Looks: Black hair with white bit in the front bit, Blue eyes that change on mood, big white wings that are not all ways there.
clothes: (right i did NOT get this from Iash ok read back in the taven) black tight lether trouses, tight red tank top, big black boots.
history: died came back and here i am to tell the tale
wepones: sword of lighting, hammer of doom -double ended- (all old pols stuff)
Powers: same as larts time but can make balls of lighting in her hands
likes: the taven and every thing in it, Vodka or all typs of drink.
disslikes: any thing that gets in her way or harms any thing or any one she love anyone how would like to control her.
i think that it *looks it over* yep thats it oh and yes the is some thing that links me and Iash 
What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...