The Commonwealth of Croblade is a mammoth, safe nation, ruled by President Evangeline Martin with an even hand, and notable for its complete lack of prisons, pith helmet sales, and soft-spoken computers. The compassionate population of 6.136 billion Crobladians enjoy extensive civil freedoms, particularly in social issues, while business tends to be more regulated.

The medium-sized, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Greenridge. The average income tax rate is 69.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Crobladian economy, worth 959 trillion Crobladian Sorloes a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Tourism, Retail, and Book Publishing. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 156,317 Crobladian Sorloes, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

The army consists of only generals and grunts, search-and-rescue organisations are the biggest employer in the country, being impolite in public is punishable by heavy fines, and calling dibs is an unalienable right. Crime is totally unknown. Croblade's national animal is the Panther, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Nawhian Artorianity.

Croblade is ranked 12,792^nd in the world and 55^th in the Plains of Perdition for Most Developed, scoring 89.16 on the Human Development Index.