The Úlfhéðnar Empire of Edge Calibur is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Emmett Arnarson with an even hand, and renowned for its public floggings, enslaved workforce, and ban on automobiles. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 8.888 billion Edge Caliburians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Mon Caliburi. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 70.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Edge Caliburian economy, worth a remarkable 1,160 trillion Prismatic Feathers a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 130,582 Prismatic Feathers, with the richest citizens earning 5.4 times as much as the poorest.

Visitors to Edge Calibur are microchipped and must be escorted by an Edge Caliburian soldier - even to the bathroom, the government raises tariffs on a weekly basis, hospitals fear government fines more than terrorist ransoms, and pro-life activists often lecture pregnant women undergoing routine prenatal screening. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Edge Calibur's national animal is the ÚLFHÉÐINN, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Church of Sweden.

Edge Calibur is ranked 10,031^st in the world and 25^th in Texas for Most Devout, with 2,386.91 Prayers Per Hour.