The Armed Republic of Tredessia is a small, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its compulsory military service, restrictive gun laws, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 45 million Tredessians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The enormous, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. The average income tax rate is 75.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Tredessian economy, worth 1.52 trillion Tredessian Dollars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Cheese Exports, and Book Publishing. Average income is 33,698 Tredessian Dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The sound of wooden legs echo throughout Tredessia after the recent introduction of the Foot Tax, builders across Tredessia are blocked up with orders for new public loos, citizens are forced to donate blood once every three months, and panicking criminals no longer flush contraband down the toilet. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tredessia's national animal is the idk, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Tredessia is ranked 290,337^th in the world and 20^th in Welves Region for Most Cultured, scoring 53 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.