The Fiefdom of Rozmor is a huge, socially progressive nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, absence of drug laws, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-working, democratic population of 566 million Rozmori live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Defense, although Healthcare, Welfare, and Education are also considered important, while International Aid and Spirituality receive no funds. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 6.2%.

The very strong Rozmorian economy, worth 32.1 trillion Solaris a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Automobile Manufacturing, and Trout Farming. Average income is 56,736 Solaris, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 221,968 per year while the poor average 9,879, a ratio of 22.5 to 1.

Crime is a serious problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Rozmor's national animal is the Rozmor Dane, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Rozmor is ranked 201,872^nd in the world and 20^th in The Celestial Empire for Largest Timber Woodchipping Industry, scoring 854.79 on the Tasmanian Pulp Environmental Export Index.