The Borderlands of Libegeist is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by King Robert Kruger with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, parental licensing program, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 1.429 billion Libegeistians are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The enormous, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sierra. The average income tax rate is 79.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Libegeistian economy, worth 139 trillion chips a year, is quite specialized and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Basket Weaving, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 97,778 chips, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.9 times as much as the poorest.

Cars speed down national highways while drivers sleep at the wheel, trained plumber-burglars will clean out your blocked pipes and your jewellery boxes, divorce is illegal, and joggers are often arrested for breathing too heavily. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Libegeist's national animal is the dugong, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Solarium.

Libegeist is ranked 108,622^nd in the world and 28^th in Greater Dienstad for Most Accessible, scoring 300.8 on the Keller-Reeve Index.