The Republic of 407 is a huge, efficient nation, renowned for its infamous sell-swords, compulsory military service, and public floggings. The compassionate, humorless, devout population of 624 million 407ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 49.3%.

The frighteningly efficient 407ian economy, worth 57.8 trillion currencies a year, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Arms Manufacturing. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 92,632 currencies, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 409,499 per year while the poor average 13,108, a ratio of 31.2 to 1.

Parents giddily refuse to pay their toddlers' medical bills, collisions between bicycles and carnival floats are on the rise, a little pushing and pulling is needed for big ships to pass, and legislators toe the party line lest the Sergeant-at-Arms decide to conduct "truncheon practice" on the backbench. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. 407's national animal is the animal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

407 is ranked 203,195^th in the world and 124^th in Charleslandia for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -1.18 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.