He sipped slowly, and put a sour face as he swallowed. Things have been pretty rough for my homeland in the course of this war mate. He then put down his drink and crossed his arms. My family had to move from Leeds, and sell almost all the company's ships. We only kept the royal liner and a yatch. All the others, gone.
He looked at the floor as he continued. But then, we are already starting to get better again here at Curacao, and we are slowly re-investing almost all the profit we can make nowadays in ships, we recently bought a bomber to help in patrolling Cortez.
Anyways, things will get better wont they?. He stared at his fellow captain, and asked him: Making a long story short, what are those problems you talk about my friend?