Name: Crackling Ice (or Crackle, for short)
Manager: MaiseNow
Race: Crow Man (female) (260 pts)
Equipment: (125 pts)
Iron Whip = 48 pts (24 x 2)
Iron Helm = 24 pts (12 x 2)
Iron Mail Shirt = 48 pts (24 x 2)
Leather High Boots = 5 pts (10 x .5)
Skills: (132 pts)
Dodging = Competent (30 pts)
Lasher = Skilled (60 pts)
Armor User = Competent (12 pts)
Discipline = Skilled (30 pts)
Leftover points = 3
(If my math is wrong, please let me know)
Backstory:
Her name in Crowman language is literally an imitation of the sound of ice crackling in a freshly poured drink, which is hard to translate to Common, so she uses the sound's description instead.
Once an apprentice to a self-proclaimed mage dwarf, Crackle was released from her duty upon her master's untimely death during a failed test of his "flight spells"*. She joined the monster hunter's guild to find a new purpose, and performed that job admirably as a new recruit. It's been a year or two, and she's getting better at fighting. Recently, she saw a poster advertising the tournament at a tavern in a human capital city, and decided to sign up to test her skills. Crackle is not confident in her ability to win against more seasoned fighters, but she also has nothing to lose except her life.
* Crackle is actually a D&D character I wrote up a while back. Since there isn't much non-necromantic magic in DF yet, I had to modify her somewhat to make her useable within the system we have. Normally she's actually a wizard, and her backstory is that she was a mad wizard's raven who transformed into a ravenman after accidentally absorbing her master during a magical accident.