The Principality of Novatress is a huge, genial nation, ruled by Robbyne Ravium Herchield with an iron fist, and remarkable for its triple-decker prams, restrictive gun laws, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical population of 926 million Noverians 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, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Noverheim. The average income tax rate is 82.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Novatressian economy, worth 83.4 trillion Novalisks a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Furniture Restoration. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 90,052 Novalisks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

It is often said that only Robbyne Ravium Herchield could bring down Dàguó, roadside walls are being built and mother nature is paying for it, manufacturers of biodegradable plastics have to wait for months to show evidence of organic decomposition, and glamping Noverians won't sleep in a tent that doesn't include a Jacuzzi. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Novatress's national animal is the Thundercrawl Dragon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Novatress is ranked 75,623^rd in the world and 85^th in The Western Isles for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 50.99 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.