The Republic of Sovanter is a mammoth, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, smutty television, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working, democratic population of 6.025 billion Sovanterians 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 medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 27.9%.

The strong Sovanterian economy, worth 302 trillion lire a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Pizza Delivery, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 50,204 lire, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.2 times as much as the poorest.

Discarded pennies litter the streets, Sovanterian novella fans become unusually flustered when thinking about Leader, creating dance remixes is the newest form of conspicuous consumption, and asking 'a penny for your thoughts?' draws law enforcement response. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Sovanter's national animal is the porpoise, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Sovanter is ranked 106,504^th in the world and 23^rd in Lassa for Nicest Citizens, with 14.16 average smiles per day.