The Federal Republic of Gonthavnor is a massive, safe nation, ruled by the Arch Mage with a fair hand, and renowned for its free-roaming dinosaurs, keen interest in outer space, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 2.494 billion Gonthavnorians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Roke Peninsula. The average income tax rate is 81.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Gonthavnorian economy, worth 332 trillion Goldivories a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 133,404 Goldivories, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Reflection is vital for badly behaved politicians, bars are packed at all hours, any citizen who cries is immediately assigned a psychiatrist, and billions are being spent on a new island airport. Crime is totally unknown. Gonthavnor's national animal is the Dragon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Gonthavnor is ranked 18,066^th in the world and 396^th in the South Pacific for Lowest Crime Rates, with 91.48 law-abiding acts per hour.