The Barbaric Magnificence of Fafhrd is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Fafhrd with an iron fist, and notable for its compulsory military service, complete absence of social welfare, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 35.075 billion Lankmarts are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Defense, with Law & Order and Industry also on the agenda, while Welfare and Environment aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Cold Corner. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Lankmartan economy, worth an astonishing 17,929 trillion gold rilks a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is a breathtaking 511,171 gold rilks, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 3,196,017 per year while the poor average 34,756, a ratio of 92.0 to 1.

Soldiers are equipped with multi-million gold rilk battlesuits, Maxtopian tourists make expensive pilgrimages to Cold Corner to enjoy their national art, children are expected to carve their own toys, and labour strikes are routinely squashed by police. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Fafhrd's national animal is the snow snake, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Kos.

Fafhrd is ranked 260,792^nd in the world and 22^nd in Eladen for Healthiest Citizens, with 0.32 bananas ingested per day.