Jason Vimes turned to the cloth late in life, after a career in various unimportant jobs, most of which ended once his alcoholism became a problem.
He has tried to modify his behaviour, but still lapses into anger at what has become of society, despite how much he cares and wants to make things right, the only way he understands...by faith, or by force. He attempts to rationalize the disastrous state of affairs with faith and philosophy, but will quickly resort to fisticuffs in an argument. He's not aware that he's got the Fist of God merit, or even if vampires exist, beyond watching the occasional late-night black and white monster flick...who believes in Vampires ? Well, if Father Jason ever finds out about them, they'll be believing in him mighty fast. He isn't afraid to meet his Maker, and he'll defend his 'turf' to the bitter end.