The Republic of Saranea is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Idavan Mayel with a fair hand, and renowned for its otherworldly petting zoo, complete lack of prisons, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 11.424 billion Saraneans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The large, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Talaru. The average income tax rate is 99.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Saranean economy, worth a remarkable 3,223 trillion pounds a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Information Technology, Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an amazing 282,191 pounds, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Couples are discouraged from marrying until they can rank their partner on a scale of one to ten, you're only as old as you feel, visiting dignitaries often end up cuddling in the hot tub with Idavan Mayel, and the nation has welcomed its expats back with open arms. Crime, especially youth-related, is a problem, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Saranea's national animal is the panther, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Saranea is ranked 1,925^th in the world and 73^rd in Lazarus for Most Cultured, scoring 271 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.