Yet truth be told he hadn't the slightest idea what that meant. For whom was he keeping the peace? Certainly not for the poor and hungry, scraping up the crumbs of their fellow man to survive another day. Rune Knights were, truth be told, more of enforcers than they were maintainers of tranquility. Still, Jove wasn't one to get caught up in the semantics of it all. He had signed up for this job knowing entirely all too well what came with the uniform. That wasn't to say that he would just blindly follow any and all orders, of course, but that he wasn't one to get so into the ethics of the work as to find misery in his employment.
He was rather happy with his job, truth be told. It certainly possessed some perks, such as a stable income and clear path for promotion if one so desired. There had yet to be a single occasion in which he was forced to enact a sense of justice with which he did not agree. He had met several individuals with high bounties, choosing to let them go instead of arresting them. This wasn't due to cowardice, though he would never be described as someone who would through their life away for such a simple reason as courage or bravery. Rather, he was the type who wished to form his own opinion after meeting an individual.
There was a non-zero chance that this method would come back to punish him. He knew that, of course. Still, he would continue to do what he believed was right. He had prepared himself to accept the repercussions of his judgment if proven wrong, and it would not serve to destroy him internally.
Yet none of that indicated as to why he was here, in Baska. The truth of the matter?
He had heard the Boar Hat Pub had the best pulled pork sandwiches in all of Fiore.
Stepping into the absolutely packed pub, he made his way to the filled bar stools and leaned over the bar to get the tenders attention. There he was informed that people were having to share benches with complete strangers due to lack of space.
Jove stared at him in silent protest for a few moments, but the owner had already made his way to the next customer. Realizing that it was out of anyone's control, Jove found his way to a two person table that was still empty, albeit in close proximity with a few of the longer benches. Sitting himself down, and letting out a sigh as he loosened the tie around his neck, he waited for a server to make their way to his seat. Who knew, maybe he wouldn't end up needing to share his table with anyone?