The Legion of Northern Foretechi is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by The Mourning Star with an iron fist, and remarkable for its closed borders, fear of technology, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 1.389 billion Foretechians 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 enormous, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pandemonium. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 75.1%.

The sizeable but inefficient Foretechian economy, worth 72.4 trillion Bloods a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Soda Sales. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 52,088 Bloods, with the richest citizens earning 7.1 times as much as the poorest.

Children complain that school food is too flavorful, it is illegal to liberate slaves, jaywalking will put an end to a family tree, and the inside lane of every highway is for parked vehicles only. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Northern Foretechi's national animal is the Marchosias, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Church of the Lost City.

Northern Foretechi is ranked 227,623^rd in the world and 5^th in Thule Alba for Largest Populations, with 1.39 billion capita.