An ancient vampire living the life of the damned, Leper got his name from the way that his body is slowly rotting. His flesh is blasted and sickly, with patches of skin missing. Some of his flesh has even been lost, exposing the bone beneath. His nose is nothing more than a bone spur with two scabby holes. His lips are cracked and thin, opened sometimes to reveal a set of bone-white teeth with sharp incisors. His eyes alone are clear and dark, sunk into black sockets.
Vampires tend to wear trench coats, but Leper's actually looks like it deserves that name. His shabby old leather coat would fit right in a dirty trench, but in society it looks terribly out-of-place. He further adds to his homeless appearance with a battered wide-brimmed hat which helps to somewhat hide the way he looks from prying eyes.
Leper does not usually associate with vampire society, but he has occasionally been known to help young vampires or spend a night in the company of another old vampire talking about the things they've seen. He sees any attempt at forming a "vampire world" as hypocritical at best. Deep down Leper believes that all vampires are cursed and should behave that way.
Having lived on his own for untold centuries, Leper is a master survivor. He can find shelter from the sun or an easy meal almost anywhere. Should he have to fight, he is capable of taking care of himself with amazing strength and resilience, but he prefers to avoid combat and seeks to escape first when attacked.