The Republic of Palwhorl is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, frequent executions, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 1.744 billion Palwhorlians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The tiny, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 8.4%.

The Palwhorlian economy, worth 72.7 trillion frances a year, is led by the Basket Weaving industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Tourism, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 41,678 frances, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.2 times as much as the poorest.

The upper class have been throwing riots after hunting was recently banned, prison officers are bribed not to take bribes, the banhammer is a standard police sidearm, and dentists routinely perform open heart surgery. Crime is a problem. Palwhorl's national animal is the Pal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Palwhorl is ranked 47,496^th in the world and 3^rd in Thaltic Archipelago for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 3,998.85 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.