The Kingdom of Vrauketh is a mid-sized, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its lack of airports, ban on automobiles, and ubiquitous missile silos. The cynical, devout population of 62 million Vraukethians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Spirituality. The average income tax rate is 51.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Vraukethian economy, worth 2.66 trillion Vrauks a year, is quite specialized and mostly made up of the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 42,864 Vrauks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Diaper sales are up, every spring railroad foundations erode to reveal human remains, subsidisation of Big Pharma has stopped many corporate executives from having to sell their second homes, and the early morning commute lasts into the afternoon. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vrauketh's national animal is the Wolverine, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Vrauketh is ranked 282,843^rd in the world and 4^th in The Vraukethian Dominion for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring -5.8 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.