The Iron Mall of Dragyn is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Joff Bezotheon with a fair hand, and renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, complete lack of prisons, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 38.742 billion Dragyns live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Retalia City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Dracynic economy, worth an astonishing 25,240 trillion altcoins a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Soda Sales, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is a breathtaking 651,504 altcoins, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 4,190,929 per year while the poor average 41,056, a ratio of 102 to 1.

Charity workers dole out hardtack from behind designer sunglasses, scavengers with burlap sacks and shovels skulk around graveyards, amusement park rides frequently collapse due to lack of maintenance, and spies caught red-handed are served cocktails on their first-class flights home. Crime is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Dragyn's national animal is the anaconda, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Amazonism.

Dragyn is ranked 291,994^th in the world and 177^th in Anarchy for Safest, scoring 1.14 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.