The Nomadic Peoples of Indarside is a titanic, orderly nation, ruled by Wrel with an iron fist, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, deadly medical pandemics, and vat-grown people. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 23.325 billion Salty Vets are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Crown. The average income tax rate is 95.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Indarsidean economy, worth a remarkable 7,870 trillion Bonus Cheques a year, is fairly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Uranium Mining, Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is an amazing 337,438 Bonus Cheques, with the richest citizens earning 5.8 times as much as the poorest.

Priests roam the streets with child-catcher nets, billions are being spent on a new island airport, with great power generation comes great responsibility, and the default state for Indarside is default. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Indarside's national animal is the Pubbie, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Higby's Hair.

Indarside is ranked 103,022^nd in the world and 8^th in Esamir for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 94.56 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.