The Pal on the Prowl of Lovander is a colossal, safe nation, remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, vat-grown people, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 4.379 billion Lovanderians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 49.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Lovanderian economy, worth 271 trillion guilders a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Gambling, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 61,990 guilders, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Religious organizations are being forced to leave the country or pay income taxes like everybody else, giggling elementary school newspaper reporters want to know why Leader is a silly poophead, dreams of replicator technology have been dashed following a ban on 3D printers, and travellers are often forcibly evicted by torch-bearing mobs. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Lovander's national animal is the panther, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Lovander is ranked 239,637^th in the world and 3^rd in Commanders at service for Largest Welfare Programs, scoring 609.29 on the Safety Net Mesh Density Rating.