The Republic of Brewmaster is a huge, orderly nation, renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, infamous sell-swords, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 569 million Brewmasterians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Defense, with Law & Order, Administration, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while International Aid and Spirituality receive no funds. The average income tax rate is 39.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Brewmasterian economy, worth 33.4 trillion bronze nickels a year, is quite specialized and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Tourism, and Soda Sales. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is 58,712 bronze nickels, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Neighbourhood gossips whip up controversy about those receiving adult merchandise, children's books regularly feature formerly distressed damsels suing their princes, classes are regularly interrupted by drunken children, and the canal flows through the land like a twisty turny thing. Crime is almost non-existent, thanks to a well-funded police force. Brewmaster's national animal is the rockwarbler.

Brewmaster is ranked 272,614^th in the world and 1,940^th in Herta Space Station for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring -54.16 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.