Originally Posted by Horace
Ah, yes, I remember leaving your war-torn country on a DC-3. You may recall that one of your Ministers (probably in collusion with the clandestine services of a foreign gov't) had asked several Trad banking firms to bid on loans for armaments to repel those horrible Marxist guerrillas who had posed a threat to your Principality. (That their leaders came from the ranks of the nobility went unheeded by your own advisors). I can't recall which (then) Trad firm ended up with your contract. Perhaps it was Brown Bros. Though I wanted to stay to the bitter end (was there ever an area, even amidst revolutionary activity, with more lovely cafes, cigarettes, and women?), but felt it best to flee. The collapse of your rule coincided (but is anything ever a coincidence?) with the collapse of Trad rule on Wall St.
I believe it was the very proper firm of Leizpig Richfort & Duchas.
The capital had a singular reputation for both the intellect and the libido as well as less streamlined interests, of course.