Not sure everyone wants to go around smelling like East India, but if you do, this is the way. You can sense the quality here, beneath the fragrant funk--the rich tobacco and whiskey, forbidden opium, etc, the birch tar. Must be the oud lofting up the potent stench. I'd wear this if I were braver, but I'm not. I'll leave Vi Et Armis (force and arms) to the Genghis Khans among us, the Alexander the Greats, the Theodore Roosevelts, the Chaka Zulus, the Geronimos, the Hemingways. It's from Beaufort, the London perfume house founded by the somewhat darkly free-thinking Leo Crabtree, so I guess I'd best add Henry VIII to the list.