Jason Sams stands seven feet tall with broad, boulder like shoulders and steel gray skin. His hair is a striking platinum blonde, kept in a neat military fade. He wears high quality, reinforced leather officer's boots and trousers, but leaves his chest bare to show the dozens of scars earned in honorable combat. He has a kind, intelligent gaze and moves with the practiced precision of a veteran commander.

Jason is the personification of the perfect soldier. He is calm, disciplined, and speaks with an articulated gravity. He believes that the strength of an orc is best used to uphold the peace. He is incredibly supportive of his allies, often acting as a mentor and strategist. He holds himself to an impossibly high standard of excellence and treats every stranger with formal respect.

Jason Sams was once the Commander of the Iron Sabers, an elite tactical unit famous for achieving victory without loss of life. His tactical brilliance and unmatched physical prowess earned him the moniker 'the best' among the high command. He studied the arts of war and diplomacy with equal fervor, proving that his people were capable of more than the mindless raiding the histories suggested. Jason led his men through ten years of conflict, never once abandoning his code of honor or a single soldier in the field. After the Sabers were honorably discharged following the signing of the Great Peace, Jason took up the mantle of a wandering guardian. He realized that while the wars between nations had ended, the common folk were still plagued by lawlessness. He now travels the frontiers, applying his military experience to help small communities defend themselves. To Jason, combat is not a choice, it is a duty to be performed with flawless execution to ensure that the innocent can sleep without fear.