The Kingdom of Seile is a tiny, orderly nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, triple-decker prams, and enforced nudity. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 18 million Seileans are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Law & Order, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 15.4%.

The Seilean economy, worth 1.10 trillion Serenians a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Furniture Restoration industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 60,907 Serenians, with the richest citizens earning 5.4 times as much as the poorest.

Human sacrifice to the metaphorical altar of Mammon ensures national prosperity, many believe that you can't repeat history's mistakes if you don't care what they were, motorway service stations often have a higher population than the hinterland villages that the roads lead to, and police drones follow every suspected Peeping Tom. Crime is almost non-existent, thanks to a capable police force. Seile's national animal is the Eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Seile is ranked 124,996^th in the world and 2,483^rd in The North Pacific for Most Primitive, scoring -37.54 on the Scary Big Number Scale.