The Protectorate of Cliandera is a huge, safe nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, democratic, devout population of 648 million Clianderans enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Hlio. The average income tax rate is 13.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Clianderan economy, worth 34.3 trillion sdoorags a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Information Technology, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 52,971 sdoorags, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Soldiers are slaughtered in their thousands due to lack of training, people invite random old men into their homes to play with their kids, on-duty Air Cliandera flight attendants are usually seen napping in first class, and all government facilities are built in the subterranean citadel of Hlio. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Cliandera's national animal is the swan, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Cliandera is ranked 267,053^rd in the world and 463^rd in Starlight for Most Corrupt Governments, with 0.77 kickbacks per hour.