A grayish color corset laces up over the black shirt, a golden hued lines seperating that from the floral lace matching the color of the shirt which comes low, showing the clevage of her breasts. Puffy sleeves, black and white stipes with that same golden colored lines seperating one color from the other, the edges of the sleeves being hidden by the white gloves which lace up to her elbows. A short black skirt doesn't even cover the full length of her thighs, it being rather short still. From beneath the skirt around dark brown breeches, laced up the side, which disappear into leather boots that come up past her knees... Hanging from her hips is a thin belt, if it could be called that, seeming to be of brass or copper, one would presume, and from that hangs the black scabbard, the hilt of the sword being seen. A silver snake makes up this, the tail starting at the pommle of the sword, curving down to below where the hand holds it, it curling about so that the head of it sticks out. Around her waste over the corset, is a reddish hued belt, from which is held a small leather satchel. Dropping from her shoulders is a cloak of two colors, the inside being a deep crimson color while the outer being black with a design of flowers linning the hem of it. Her dark black hair falls in soft waves to her lower back, too-long bangs fall to the side, blending in with her hair. Beneath the raven locks can be seen earings of a golden color, a cresent moon with a star in its center, dangling from each ear... Icy blue eyes glance about while her hand rests subconsciously on the hilt of her sword.
Beriel grew up on ships. Her mother died when she was very young, and so ever since the death of her, Beriel's father has brought her on his ship to show her the ropes. By the time she was the age of seventeen, she left her father and made a crew of her own for the Crimson Moon. Mostly, Beriel has just sailed the seas her entire life and has seen much more then most, yet because of this she prefers the water to the earth. By spending almost an entire lifetime on boats has hardened her up, and she is not one to mess with. She has come to stay at an inn on Siren Island, where there she has met more then a few people, one being her lover, Marian.