He worked a job that he liked, but didn't love. He found a sense of passion in his work, and though it was by no means one of his reasons for living, it kept him from hating his day to day life. He found ways to take special liberties in his job which allowed him to tailor his work to his ethics. He collected a hefty paycheck, one which had risen due to his recent rapid promotions, and then he would rest. He never went home, but that was due more to the fact that he did not have a specified home than anything else.
It was unnecessary for someone so constantly on the move. Jove would go patrol entire regions, bouncing from one city to the next, in order to perform his duties. There was, however, one part of his job in which he enjoyed. It was a silent saving grace to an otherwise thankless and oppressive career; peace.
Jove enjoyed the peace of being able to do his work alone. He enjoyed being able to enact his own ideal of justice so long as it adhered to the law. Admittedly, he was far from perfect. There would likely be people within the Knights who disagreed with how he did his job. Due to the fact that he worked alone, however, he never had to explain his methods to these people. It was an agreement which had been made between the Rune Knights that had been granted more autonomy, such as himself, and the powers that be.
At least, that was what Jove had thought.
At the northern gate, arms crossed with a letter crumpled in his dominant hand, Jove stood expressionless. His eyes stared out away from the city, yet still within its clutches. Behind him he heard the oppressive noise of thousands of citizens going about their day. If he focused on the trees, and let the noise form a background static, maybe he'd be able to just phase out?
That was his goal, at least, after having read the letter. The letter itself stated that Jove had been doing exceptionally well, but that his leadership had determined his insistence to work alone had become a problem. In order to resolve this issue, they assigned him an intern. He was to wait for this man to approach him at the northern gate in Oak, and was to help teach and raise this promising young talent into a fine Rune Knight. It was an order, though they didn't state as such. He knew there was nothing he could do, but that didn't mean that he was excited about it. Jove didn't see himself as the teaching type, and had no interest in doing so.
After all, Jove was but a simple man.