Zillah, Branwen and Haibain all in the same game? How could I resist!
Name: Mme Yvonne Chabat
Age: 32
Position: First Class Passenger
Sexual Preferences: Switch, Lesbian but not above spanking the occasional naughty little boy!
Appearance: Short, at only 157cm, her hair is naturally curly. Her figure is somewhat full which due to her short stature makes her look plump. In fact she is very fit, weighs 61 Kilos and most of her curves are muscle. Her eyes are deep brown, her skin is bronzed by the Mediterranean sun. She likes to wear the latest flapper fashions, but only in black.
Personality: Yvonne is an outrageous flirt with the ladies. She is more than willing to chase after any woman that catches her eye, and is even happier to have women chase her. She is happy-go-lucky, rich, and adventurous. She can, to some, seem cold and unfeeling, and she is by no means ready to have any sort of permanent relationship. Rather, she is looking to play the field, see how many young women she can seduce to her bed. She may even be interested in seducing a young man or two if they were the right sort and didn't mind waking up the next morning with a lot of bruises...
Background: Yvonne was born in Marseilles to Katerine and Claude Orfèvre. At seventeen years old, she was married to Ernest Chabat, who was twice her age and owned a number of very successful businesses in Marseilles, including a bank, a fish canning plant, a number of theatres and one of the new-fangled moving image theatres. He also enjoyed a lucrative trade shipping guns across the Mediterranean to North Africa, for the Foreign Legion.
Not surprisingly, Ernest Chabat was very rich, which was the only reason Yvonne agreed to marry him. Her parents had been delighted at such a wonderful match, but Yvonne had no interest in men whatever. The fact that a good Jewish man in good standing with his fellow man had asked for her hand was neither here nor there.
Ernest managed to stay out of the Great War by insisting that he was far more valuable to France running his gun factory. The word "profiteering" was an ugly one and he insisted he was not at every opportunity. After the war ended, Ernest and Yvonne stayed in Marseilles until the fateful day, just over a year ago when Ernest was driving his brand new Renault 40cv Tourer along a mountain road, lost control and crashed. The young woman in the motor car with him was later identified as Yvonne's social secretary. Both were killed instantly.
Of course, Yvonne inherited everything. She is on the ship to America to get away from the ugly rumours circulating around Marseilles that she had something to do with her husband's death, that the brakes on his car had been some how tampered with, and that she was jealous because he had stolen the girl from her.
