The Protectorate of Cliandera is a massive, pleasant nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, complete lack of prisons, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, democratic, devout population of 1.023 billion Clianderans enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Hlio. The average income tax rate is 11.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Clianderan economy, worth 58.4 trillion sdoorags a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Information Technology, and Uranium Mining. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 57,096 sdoorags, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

Panels from bankrupt rooftop solar companies are used as props for sci-fi B-movies, justice is blinding, pristine wilderness has been trashed in the quest for cheaper oil, and yawning is a sure sign of unemployment. Crime, especially youth-related, is relatively low. Cliandera's national animal is the swan, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Cliandera is ranked 273,801^st in the world and 457^th in Starlight for Most Developed, scoring 50.41 on the Human Development Index.