Beryl, aside from slightly oversized teeth, looks more-or-less perfectly human — though not enough to fool professional racists.

An initiate of the church of Beshaba in Westgate, she drew the short straw, as they say, and was thus chosen by her goddess to travel north and convert the heathen in Phlan to the worship of the Maid of Misfortune. Given the series of disasters that have befallen that city though, she doesn’t expect it to be a difficult job to find converts…

Despite serving the goddess of disaster, Beryl is a staunch pacifist — insisting that to deliberately cause harm would be to deprive her goddess of an opportunity to bring accidental misfortune. “Better to leave death up to fate and the goddess’s whims, than to play god and take it into your own hands.” This does not make her any less inclined to sew mayhem and suffering of other sorts, however.

During the voyage to Phlan, Beryl met and fell in love with a much-accursed dwarf by the name of Zyg Ax. The two had many unfortunate adventures together and were engaged to be married; that is until Zyg met his end during a skirmish with some lizard men in the Twilight Swamp. Though pregnant with Zyg’s child, Beryl has not allowed this to much curb her enthusiasm for adventuring…

Like all followers of Beshaba, Beryl is Murphy’s Law incarnate…