This black man is an imposing figure that shifts with his environment from suits to more rustic clothing.  His two jobs seem far apart but in the circles he travels he seems able to quickly suit the occassion with no one noticing that a second ago he had another face.  The Houngan is a often dressed in a simple white cotton tank top, showing of his broad shoulders and strong frame, while the business man is often in slick expensive black or dark grey suits, with thin black ties and a white dress shirt.  The rings he carries seem to transcend both, with both simple rings and rich gold rings on his fingers.

His face is that of a middle age black man that has seen the worse of man.  Strong jawed and handsome, a large white smile can quickly turn to the look of the devil.

There exists a scent, or a sense, of death that haunts Toussaint.  Something otherworldly, something that should not be.