Forseti, a wise and eloquent son of Baldur, has spent his entire existence trying to bring law to the chaotic Aesir. He's succeeded to the extent that mortals call on him to ratify their laws, and the powers come to him to appeal to his legendary discretion (especially when Odin can't be impartial). Not only does Forseti weigh each case on the base of right and wrong, he also considers how a particular decision would further the community of gods. He's not made a blunder yet.
His hall is called Glitnir, a shining Asgardian palace of gold and beaten silver. It's said to be what every northman dreams of, but only a select few can enter its halls - specifically, the rich and the generous (which rules out most of the race). Still, Glitnir's a place of glory and equality among those who can make it in, so it's something to which mortals can aspire.
Forseti doesn't favor any of his proxies above the others, though the more capable bloods receive harder missions - he may be a power of equality, but he's not stupid. The proxy who's proven herself the best these days is Elena Meadwyrd. She's calm and self-assured, and chant is she can make a basher speak the truth, whether he wants to or not.