The Republic of Chavante is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Galvan with an even hand, and notable for its infamous sell-swords, feral children, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 16.187 billion Chavanteans enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is effectively ruled by the Department of Administration, with Welfare and Defense not funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Chacarrama. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Chavantean economy, worth a remarkable 5,844 trillion Medals a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 361,078 Medals, with the richest citizens earning 5.1 times as much as the poorest.

No one is quite sure what many government officials look like, a shocking number of estate planners are beneficiaries of their clients' wills, aeroplane cockpits no longer have altimeters or airspeed indicators, and the roar of the Niagara 3000 mega-loo can be heard several blocks away. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Chavante's national animal is the Owl, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is All religion.

Chavante is ranked 70,347^th in the world and 511^th in 10000 Islands for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 10,475.46 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.