The United kingdoms of Havarian Empire is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Alfred Ragnarson with a fair hand, and remarkable for its pith helmet sales, compulsory military service, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The hard-nosed, democratic population of 13.271 billion Havarians enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The large, corrupt, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rosechester. The average income tax rate is 70.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Havarian economy, worth a remarkable 1,408 trillion Armés a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 106,113 Armés, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

No animal is considered endangered if there's another that looks kind of like it, behind every local dictator is a Havarian advisor whispering in their ear, seven-year-olds debate for weeks on the merits of the Oxford comma, and polygraphs are relegated to the dungeon exhibit in castle museums. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Havarian Empire's national animal is the Griffin, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Ten gods.

Havarian Empire is ranked 222,723^rd in the world and 7,575^th in Lazarus for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 48.52 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.