The Grand Order of Templaric is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Sage with an iron fist, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, pith helmet sales, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 1.687 billion Templaricians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rician. The average income tax rate is 93.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Templarician economy, worth 268 trillion Arics 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 Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Trout Farming, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 158,954 Arics, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Abattoirs are running at full capacity in response to skyrocketing demand, people who make the leader's blood boil get boiled, phone taps are frequently carried out by the police, and economic planning is exalted as a human art form. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Templaric's national animal is the Wolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Ordo Templarii.

Templaric is ranked 190,456^th in the world and 98^th in The Communist Bloc for Largest Black Market, with 570 billion Standard Monetary Units.