The Republic of Isle Royale is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Jacob Vaghn with an even hand, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, sprawling nuclear power plants, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, hard-working population of 10.831 billion Isle Royaleans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Windigo. The average income tax rate is 63.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Isle Royalean economy, worth a remarkable 2,308 trillion Timber Marks a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an amazing 213,173 Timber Marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A widely accepted trade policy is "tit-for-tat", the wheel has been patented by at least a hundred people, politicians can be seen taking candy from babies, and the government is attempting to revitalize a gutted private sector. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Isle Royale's national animal is the Timber Wolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Isle Royale is ranked 278,305^th in the world and 3,675^th in the West Pacific for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -10.58 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.