Teresias the Nightmarcher

Name: Teresias
Species: Nightmarcher [dead spirits of warriors lost in battle.]
Age: 17
Height: 5"7
*Weight: 146
Other notes about your appearance: Long, shaggy, black hair and dark eyes. Has a scar across his right eye. Dressed forever in his leather battle armor and has a wound over his chest where he was stabbed in war.
*Parents: YAY FOR PARENTS
Abilities: He is a ghost, so he can't really be killed. However, he can be harmed, and once he is, his wounds are forever there.
Weapons: His sword that is just a... sword.
Powers: None
Flaws: He can't hurt any others, he is stuck forever with his wounds of when he died, he is a downer, people are creeped out by him, he has a hard time communicating with people, he misses out on a lot becuase he's dead.
Role-play: I sat down on the park bench, just hanging my hair down in front of my eyes. A couple people sat next to me, and I just tried to ignore them. It's not that I hated people, I just... didn't want to be around them. It reminded me of my past for some reason. Normal people did. Now maybe if I could make friends I could forget, but, like that's gonna happen. It's obvious they aren't goign to leave anytime soon, so I quietly get up and walk away, wishing that I was either alive or actually dead, not stuck here as a ghost.
*Personality: Rather quiet, doesn't talk much, sort of a downer at times, though he tries to be friendly.
*Notes on your characters: Though he is a ghost, he is not a... invisible, go-through ghost thing. He is just a human, and can touch solid things. However, he can be harmed, and then any harm that is done to him is there forever. He can't harm others and cannot die... though other things could be done to eliminate him besides death.

Edit it so he can be harmed.

Edited.

Approved-ed-ed-ed.