King Kant. No heirs, unmarried. Succession is unclear.
Barely any. They are a nation desolate. The refugees of Neusemiid collapsed their already weak economy. They barely have enough government to handle food distribution, and their armies are malnourished refugees with no training, wooden helmets and rocks.
None. Their land barely produces any food, and they have no other resources. Their cities and towns are rundown, buildings, even where the king lives, are just shacks hastily built to keep the worst of the ash off you while you sleep. They exist on foreign aid with no positive resolution in sight. Kant, insultingly called the Beggar King, travels to various courts asking for more aid, and mostly trying to work out deals to allow more of his country’s citizens to emigrate to other kingdoms.