The Federal Republic of Gonthavnor is a mammoth, genial nation, ruled by the Arch Mage with a fair hand, and renowned for its otherworldly petting zoo, national health service, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 7.821 billion Gonthavnorians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Roke Peninsula. The average income tax rate is 91.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Gonthavnorian economy, worth a remarkable 1,307 trillion Goldivories 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 mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 167,167 Goldivories, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The ruling party has a devil of a time keeping order in the ranks, newspaper stories fill several pages with colorful adjectives, one little fight can find you movin' to be the fresh prince of Ilba, and The Arch Mage's office has a newly installed Max-Man arcade game programmed by a 5th-grader. Crime is totally unknown. Gonthavnor's national animal is the Dragon, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Gonthavnor is ranked 1,197^th in the world and 37^th in the South Pacific for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 131.95 on the Kitten Softness Rating.