The Principality of Indorne is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Prince Mors Martell with an even hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, national health service, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, cynical population of 4.707 billion Indornishmen are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sunspear. The average income tax rate is 89.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Indornish economy, worth 651 trillion Gold dragons a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Information Technology, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 138,424 Gold dragons, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Escaped birthday balloons are torpedoed out of the sky, government-run screening operations remove embryos with severe genetic disorders, retirement homes are often fitted with luxurious suites, and Eau de Trashcan has become a wildly popular perfume. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Indorne's national animal is the Indornish Lion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Indorne is ranked 39,345^th in the world and 7^th in Byzantine Christendom for Most Patriotic, with 32.67 flags saluted per person per day.