The Free Land of Mortivar is a massive, cultured nation, renowned for its ban on automobiles, otherworldly petting zoo, and compulsory military service. The cynical, devout population of 1.244 billion Mortivarians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Xelkestry. The average income tax rate is 46.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Mortivarian economy, worth 61.0 trillion gris a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Trout Farming industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Uranium Mining, and Furniture Restoration. Average income is 49,046 gris, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

High school boys are required to pass vigorous self-mastery and sensitivity training to graduate, being able to unblock a u-bend pipe is considered a universally essential skill, Mortivarian watches are often the only thing to survive a disaster intact, and Mortivar has designated Xelkestry as its capital city. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mortivar's national animal is the Skeleton, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Mortivar is ranked 67,216^th in the world and 6^th in Solstice for Largest Welfare Programs, scoring 1,803.97 on the Safety Net Mesh Density Rating.