The Republik of Daravon is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Fyrstminister Martin Wolffe with an even hand, and notable for its smutty television, ubiquitous missile silos, and state-planned economy. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 19.731 billion Daravonisches enjoy extensive civil rights and enjoy a level of social equality free from the usual accompanying government corruption.

The enormous, corrupt government prioritizes Defense, although Education, Healthcare, and Administration are also considered important, while Spirituality is ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sellinberg. The average income tax rate is 98.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Daravonian economy, worth a remarkable 4,155 trillion Sceatts a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Tourism. Average income is an amazing 210,597 Sceatts, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Scientists who publish a non-reproducible result are tarred and feathered, diaper-wrapped shawarma is a fan-favorite, the government has organised a nationwide cull of infected Rasselbocks, and the military recognizes no difference between male and female soldiers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Daravon's national animal is the Rasselbock, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Secularism.

Daravon is ranked 288,556^th in the world and 3,694^th in The East Pacific for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 34.02 on the Kitten Softness Rating.