You have a meeting at high noon with your team in DC-BR152, a simple briefing room within the capitol building of Derograd. The mile-square pyramid of architecture erupts from the center of the eastern port city bearing the country's name. The city sits as a perfect square, including its seaside border where the land has been heavily modified to achieve this shape.

Various deliveries and patrols buzz about the capital, all on official business only. The citizens of Derograd remain, as usual, sedated within their homes, moving only to eat or breed, models of perfect peace. All Dreamers and any person of particular aptitude is well at work to the Overlord's bidding. Each one does its part to improve the world. 

The Changing largely train in military fashion and watch the streets for dissidents, some by air and others by land. The Transferrants provide for every material need. Obedient Mundanes of reasonable fitness bring Nocturn and ration cakes to the residents. Poverty doesn't exist and fatigue is rare.