The Rogue Nation of Loft Pain is a huge, cultured nation, ruled by Winter Payne with an even hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, frequent executions, and smutty television. The hard-nosed population of 984 million Loft Painians are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Shadowfall. The average income tax rate is 74.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving Loft Painian economy, worth 102 trillion dollars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Trout Farming, Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Information Technology. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 103,873 dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Cults that offer eternal life after death to those who follow a self-sacrificing saviour are frowned upon, Winter Payne has just been declared ruler of Loft Pain in an international press conference, the working classes live and die on the fields of the farming communes, and lobster tastes best when it is red. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Loft Pain's national animal is the Wolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Loft Pain is ranked 19,906^th in the world and 1^st in Raven Brook for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 4,262 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.