Physical Description:
Chershen is a shade under 6 foot in height, and has a lean and well proportioned physique. His hair is a mahogany red shot with sun scorched runs of brandy gold. Misty gray eyes flecked with copper shards; the outer rim of the iris colored a dark violet. The rim tends to expand or narrow with mood changes, making his eyes very expressive and easy to read.

Background:
Chershen grew to manhood deep in the pulsing heart of the French quarter. His much admired father, was a barkeep by trade, while his Mother was a sultry singer with the voice of an angel. His early years revolved around the life, heart, and soul of New Orleans jazz and nightlife. A quiet child by nature he buried himself in books, drinking in what he could get his hands on and dreaming up stories on what he couldn't. While not wealthy by any stretch it was a happy existence.

With both parents retired and moving to the sunny shores, Chershen did what he knew best....music. After two years of the rough turns of the night club life, Chershen decided to take a gamble. A romantic by nature, he sold off the house his parent's had left him and sunk it all into a little rundown night club in a not so nice neighborhood.

Crossing his fingers and jumping in he set about with blood, sweat, and tears to create
what would become a failed dream. Dismayed by his failure, he put aside his beloved music, packed up what little he had and moved on. Chershen spent much of his time tickling the ivories at an assortment of nightclubs, often staying only a handful of nights before becoming dissatisfied with it and moving on.

A full year passed before his return to New Orleans, and it was a time spent in thought. Scrimping and saving as he had managed to do over the short time he found his funds
still lacking for his second chance at his dream. Growing desperate to see his dream a reality Chershen turned to one he knew best, Duncan Oss. 

Duncan, knowing the younger mans passion for music and composing, struck with him a deal, one Chershen regrets to this day. Chershen, in exchange for the freedom of
building his dream signed a contract binding him to the man for 750,000 dollars at a rate of 40% over a five year period. Duncan, having the paper in hand set Chershen loose on his dream of building the upscale night club, the Silver Chalice. Now it's opening night, one year after he signed his soul to the demon that hounds him and all he can do is pray.....