The Grand Combine of Naval Monte is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Consul Monique D'Aubainne with a fair hand, and renowned for its flagrant waste-dumping, ritual sacrifices, and complete lack of prisons. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 19.787 billion Naval Monteans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Carmina Aurorae. The average income tax rate is 91.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Naval Montean economy, worth a remarkable 3,983 trillion Marina Lire a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 201,301 Marina Lire, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Increasing inclusiveness is a sign of the times, dubiously qualified Skandilundian barristers keep referring to laws as 'government guidelines', feeling like a winner comes at a price, and the official Naval Montean Phrase Book weighs as much as a small child. Crime is totally unknown. Naval Monte's national animal is the Crow, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Esoteric Occultism.

Naval Monte is ranked 3,611^th in the world and 1^st in The Bar on the corner of every region for Smartest Citizens, with 152.61 quips per hour.