The Kingdom of Nhoor is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by PM Armhad Cellichen with an iron fist, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, museums and concert halls, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 17.072 billion Nhoor are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The relatively small, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Administration, with Education, Defense, and Industry also on the agenda, while International Aid isn't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sārruc. The average income tax rate is 58.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Nhoor economy, worth a remarkable 5,220 trillion qhontirrācs a year, is fairly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Information Technology, Book Publishing, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 305,794 qhontirrācs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

One tree's worth of paperwork accompanies each imported log of timber, national stress about the waning heir-line is causing a rise in alopecia, Bigtopian relations have become a minefield, and unused plastic recycling bins are being dumped into landfills by the tonne. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Nhoor's national animal is the dzhanoots, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Duvactism.

Nhoor is ranked 322,117^th in the world and 154^th in The Western Isles for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 12.83 on the Kitten Softness Rating.