Vivianne Vrai Couer. Ah, the gunner of Raven Spittle. Word is she were born to a large and influential Norman family, and raised in the Holy Lands in the Kingdom of Acre. Bored out o' her mind (after all, not much to do in the Holy Lands), she had her house servants teach her to belly dance. At the age of 14 she left her home to try to find her father who'd lost in the crusades. Raven Spittle, looking for something to entertain us, grabbed her. Eh, I means to say, she joined up with us Privateers and traveled the world with us. After a brief affair with a Scotsman we shang -- ah, she met, she delivered a new crew member. We returned to her home land so she could have her son raised by her mother Lydia. I think she may have thought we wouldn't be good rolemodels for the whelp. Anyway, it was then that she met her long lost twin brother Frederick who had recently returned to his home. To make a long story short, they (Vivianne and Frederick, aren't you paying attention?) fell in love and were married soon after and Freddie joined the crew. Eventually Lydia took most of the fun out of it by revealing Frederick was actually adopted.