The Empire of Thalenthar is a huge, genial nation, notable for its avowedly heterosexual populace, parental licensing program, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 318 million Thaylenats 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 government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, moralistic, socially-minded morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Spirituality, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ard Farat. The average income tax rate is 72.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Thaylen economy, worth 9.82 trillion King's Marks a year, is highly specialized and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 30,874 King's Marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation's atlases tend to go out of date every few weeks, citizens wishing to be parents must undertake a series of gruelling tests to evaluate their capabilities, X-Files ratings have hit an all-time low, and the King's Mark is worth its weight in gold. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Thalenthar's national animal is the dragon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Thalenthar is ranked 57,497^th in the world and 1,329^th in The North Pacific for Most Patriotic, with 24.47 flags saluted per person per day.