The Republic of Port Ember is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Edward Flint with an even hand, and notable for its strictly enforced bedtime, public floggings, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 18.122 billion Port Emberians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Draemor. The average income tax rate is 43.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Port Emberian economy, worth a remarkable 8,949 trillion Aurums a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 493,848 Aurums, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

Citizens seem fixated on 105m x 45m rectangles, major cities shut down as their local sports team takes to the field every day, Maxtopian tourists make expensive pilgrimages to Draemor to enjoy their national art, and heavily subsidised Port Emberian baskets litter the streets of Northern Ocean. Crime is totally unknown. Port Ember's national animal is the Emberian Dragon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Waukeenism.

Port Ember is ranked 330,377^th in the world and 2^nd in Northern Ocean for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 9.15 on the Kitten Softness Rating.