The Vampiric Federation of Meris is a mammoth, genial nation, renowned for its free-roaming dinosaurs, compulsory military service, and punitive income tax rates. The cynical, devout population of 7.972 billion Mervurs are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The large, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Mer-Edanil. The average income tax rate is 53.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Merisian economy, worth 421 trillion Crescents a year, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 52,933 Crescents, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Estate agents justify funky smells by revealing how often the previous owners showered, Eau de Trashcan has become a wildly popular perfume, political spontaneity takes a lot of planning, and the health budget has been diverted into prolonging Leader's life. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Meris's national animal is the Crow, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Meris is ranked 153,703^rd in the world and 128^th in The Western Isles for Highest Average Incomes, with 52,933.49 Standard Monetary Units.