The Republic of Werlyt is a small, genial nation, renowned for its compulsory military service, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The quiet, industrious population of 26 million Werlytians are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Defense, and Education. The average income tax rate is 30.8%.

The sizeable but inefficient Werlytian economy, worth 1.01 trillion terns a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Automobile Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 38,978 terns, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.4 times as much as the poorest.

Prime commercial land is being swamped with archaeological teams, foreign leaders who don't applaud Leader's speeches are regarded as enemies of Werlyt, finders keepers is the law of the land, and the nation's atlases tend to go out of date every few weeks. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Werlyt's national animal is the sea roc, which can occasionally be seen avoiding garbage in the nation's murky oceans.

Werlyt is ranked 123,577^th in the world and 1,352^nd in the West Pacific for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring 142.47 on the Clooney Contribution Index.