The Top Wolfmensch of Armaros is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by joWhatup with an iron fist, and remarkable for its infamous sell-swords, digital currency, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 13.132 billion Armarosians 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 medium-sized, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pits of Shadow. The average income tax rate is 31.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Armarosian economy, worth 587 trillion souls a year, is led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Woodchip Exports, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 44,708 souls, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

The government is financing an extremely costly war against malaria, the education system is being cleansed of all corporate influence, drunk drivers are sent to rehabilitation paid for by the government, and the Pits of Shadow Prison Revue puts on a better stage show than anything in the Theatre District. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Armaros's national animal is the Wolf, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities, and its national religion is The Path of Cruor.

Armaros is ranked 146,261^st in the world and 8^th in Unknown for Lowest Crime Rates, with 61.33 law-abiding acts per hour.