The Republic of Lothall is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Jasper Poulton with a fair hand, and renowned for its keen interest in outer space, pith helmet sales, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The compassionate, democratic population of 2.727 billion Lothallians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Capital City. The average income tax rate is 81.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Lothallian economy, worth 280 trillion credits a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Information Technology, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 102,930 credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Wealthy pranksters dump refuse on unsuspecting citizens from up high, it's been a banner year for local vexillology, people find it hard to relate to soldiers because of the dehumanising masks they wear, and vital intelligence-gathering activities are often put on hold for Call of Honor tournaments. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Lothall's national animal is the lothwolf, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Lothall is ranked 240,869^th in the world and 3^rd in Nikara for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring -3.1 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.