The People's Republic of Eislundir is a tiny, orderly nation, remarkable for its state-planned economy, irreverence towards religion, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 12 million Eislundirians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 75.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The basket case Eislundirian economy, worth 182 billion Rahas 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 Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Basket Weaving, Tourism, and Pizza Delivery. Average income is 15,229 Rahas, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Fewer people are bathing as citizens must show ration stamps before they can turn on their faucets, hammer and sickle-wielding space marines are such stuff that dreams are made on, military spending is on the increase, and Jack Russells have proven to be terrible spies. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Eislundir's national animal is the Raven, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Eislundir is ranked 138,410^th in the world and 4^th in Elysion for Most Advanced Defense Forces, scoring 1,608.03 on the Total War Preparedness Rating.