The Republic of Aureate is a massive, orderly nation, remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, infamous sell-swords, and triple-decker prams. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 3.699 billion Aureateans 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 large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 76.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Aureatean economy, worth 508 trillion pesos a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 137,532 pesos, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

In distant lands the nation is known as a lovely place that was even better in the good old days, mountains of VHS tapes of police actions are stacking up in the National Library, the nation is Two's leading manufacturer of intricately-patterned sweaters, and veterans' meet-ups involve a lot of tail sniffing. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Aureate's national animal is the crocodile, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Aureate is ranked 7,413^th in the world and 941^st in Two for Largest Timber Woodchipping Industry, scoring 10,960.36 on the Tasmanian Pulp Environmental Export Index.