The Trickster of Tombat is a colossal, cultured nation, renowned for its disturbing lack of elderly people, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and infamous sell-swords. The hard-nosed, devout population of 4.323 billion Tombatians 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 Administration, Law & Order, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 40.9%.

The powerhouse Tombatian economy, worth 396 trillion marks a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Woodchip Exports, and Trout Farming. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 91,782 marks, with the richest citizens earning 9.3 times as much as the poorest.

Tombat City's back alleys are rife with sausage eating, the nation's laws on image rights are amongst the strictest in the world, escargots have lost their charm ever since they started to be called 'cooked land snails', and executions often take hours as amateurs attempt to find veins. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tombat's national animal is the dolphin.

Tombat is ranked 65,346^th in the world and 2^nd in The International UN for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 16,384.45 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.