The Federation of Lycand is a mammoth, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Wolfgang Kipling with an iron fist, and renowned for its deadly medical pandemics, pith helmet sales, and compulsory gun ownership. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 5.095 billion Lycandians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Moon. The average income tax rate is 81.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Lycandian economy, worth 789 trillion claws a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 154,897 claws, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.5 times as much as the poorest.

The "Rump Diet" is all the rage, children use fake IDs to purchase candy, teenagers get their license without taking the test, and the roads are virtually falling apart. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Lycand's national animal is the wolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Lycand is ranked 160,716^th in the world and 2^nd in Sigma Wolf for Most Extreme, scoring 17.57 on the Paul-Nader Subjective Decentrality Index.