Johus was the sort of man who caused silence when he entered, a cold air permeating around him, deterring some and calling out to others. Walking stick in his hand as he entered, the silver topped cane snapped against the ground as the well dressed man looked over those gathered in that location. He seemed utterly out of place, his clothing spoke of nobility, though it had a certain modernity too it, looking like a nineteenth century robber baron, lacking only a monocle and top hat. The well made made clothing was obviously tailored to him, but few would ever notice, as his eyes that rested with those angular looking features would take all the attention, as well as the breath from some weaker spirited persons.<br/><br/>No color, no shape, no definition, not even hollow sockets where those orbs must have been. Instead there is black, an endless sea of oblivion, seeming to fall forever, as if his eyes were windows to the abyss itself, or reflections of a soul utterly tainted. Most would find such a sight unsettling, and his gaze never seemed to move; no pupils to shift or glance about, it was a mystery if he could see at all. Soon enough it was obvious as that gaze passed over those gathered there with a cold shiver up and down the spine, as if a chill wind followed. The smile on his face was utterly indulgent, as if the scent of baked goods and other sweets were of great temptation to the odd looking creature, how now slowly looked over the options offered.<br/><br/>He might have seen the strange decor, or it might have been missed utterly as he let his feet move throughout the various counters, seeing what they offered. While he might appear to simply be browsing as any other customer, he had a sort of intensity that infused his actions, as if memorizing at least generally what this place had to offer. He would smile politely when approached, nodding in greeting to anyone who passed, placing his hands behind his back as he did, as if affording even a servant girl politeness and respect. At first glance one would think he was everything vile and wrong with the world... however his actions quickly demonstrated he was more then appearances offered. In no hurry to be helped, he would let those conversations carry on, content to watch and listen, taking in all the information both great and small he could of this new location.