One of the students looked at the Fountain Pens with interest... They were all incredibly well-made.
Because of that, they couldn’t help but think that it was very expensive.
"If that’s true, I wouldn’t have to borrow quills from the library anymore... Think how much ti we’d save during copying exams."
"But... can we even afford one? Look at them... they don’t look cheap." The third student added.
Rayven knew that he had to help them decide...
This ti, he just let Gene listen. So if they needed to hire soone as a shopkeeper, Gene could easily teach them.
Rayven welcod the students first.
Just from their entry, he could already sense the different kinds of custors before him... One who wanted to display status, one who cared for practicality, and one who feared the price tag. Each of them, however, was a potential buyer.
"Welco, gentlen. Would you like to try one of our Fountain Pens?" Rayven asked smoothly, already preparing parchnt for another demonstration.
The three students lingered near the glass case, looking between the polished pens and the parchnt set out for demonstrations.
"Please..." Rayven said, uncapping one of the slimr models. "See for yourself."
He placed the pen in the hands of the practical student first. The boy touched nib to parchnt, and sure enough, his jaw dropped as the ink flowed smoothly without blotting.
Just like the first custor, he scribbled a few test words, then grinned in disbelief.
"No dipping...? Not once?" he asked, shaking the pen lightly.
"Not once..." Rayven confird. "With a full reservoir, it will last you through hours of copying without pause."
The noble youth leaned forward, and he was obviously impatient. "Let ."
When the pen was passed to him, he wrote his na in large strokes. The line was bold and unbroken, and he was definitely impressed.
"This is leagues beyond quills. In the academy, presentation matters as much as content. With this, my work will be the envy of every examiner." His tone was smug, but he was just filled with genuine excitent.
He looked up at Rayven. "How much for this one?"
"Seven silver for the standard model..." Rayven replied smoothly, already expecting their reactions.
The hesitant student flinched at the price... Seven silver coins were more than a month’s expenses for him. But before he could speak, the noble scoffed.
"Cheap, for what it offers." He glanced at his two companions. "If you’re smart, you’ll get one too. Imagine the ti saved during exams. No more broken quills or worrying about the ink pot making a ss."
The practical student nodded, gripping the pen tightly as if unwilling to give it back. "He’s right. This would change everything in the library."
Rayven imdiately sensed the closing mont and joined in their conversation.
"Knowledge is precious. Losing points in an exam because your quill splattered ink or because you ran out of ti dipping would be a tragedy. This tool prevents that. Think of it not as a cost, but an investnt in your future."
This ti, Gene and the three craftsn who were hiding at the back couldn’t help but feel impressed at Rayven’s skills in marketing!
’I guess it’s in their blood, huh...’ Gene muttered as he believed that the Holt Family was indeed filled with businessn.
The nobleman also felt that Rayven was telling the truth...
"Three. One for each of us. I’ll cover his share... No, I’ll cover for both of you today." He smiled as he looked at his two friends.
"You...You don’t have to..." the poor student stamred.
"I... How about I pay you in installnts instead?" The other student said, since his remaining allowance was already arranged for a book he needed to purchase.
"Alright... I want my classmates to keep up..." The noble student said as his eyes turned to Rayven...
"And in truth, I want everyone in the academy to see these pens. I’ll make sure of it. Once professors and students see us writing with them, word will spread faster than parchnt burns."
Rayven’s smile widened. He bowed slightly. "Then allow to thank you in advance, young master. Eterna Script will not forget your support."
Soon, Rayven explained how to refill the Fountain Pen’s ink and how the free Ink Jar would only be available for three more days. After that, the Ink Jar would no longer be included with the purchase of a Fountain Pen.
Of course, it was just Rayven’s strategy to rush his custors to buy them, and he could extend it as a ’promo’ or ’due to popular demand’ anyti he wanted.
Soon, the purchase was completed, and slowly, Rayven gained so great advertisers in the form of those students...
***
Seven days passed quickly...
The Eterna Script Trading no longer looked bare with so many people going in and out of it.
Each morning, new rows of fountain pens could be seen in the display, and by evening, most were gone.
Word of the strange new writing tool spread like wildfire through the academy district, drawing scholars, apprentices, and clerks who were eager to save ti and impress their peers.
Soon enough, their reputation reached beyond curious students and tired scribes.
Minor guilds began sending representatives to make bulk purchases, claiming they were outfitting their copyists.
The city’s rcantile offices also quietly took note of how ledger work had suddenly beco easier and faster in places where these pens appeared.
Soon, Gene inford Rayven about the sudden interest of the old quill-and-ink traders.
It was normal, and Rayven expected this. However, he was just unsure how they would make their move...
He could only prepare for now...
Within the week, Rayven took note of so suspicious figures entering the shop, buying not one or two pens, but handfuls at once.
They barely glanced at the demonstrations. So scribbled a few words to confirm function, then paid in full without haggling.
The craftsn were elated by the sales, thinking their business was simply booming. They all started working hard to create more and more Fountain pens and ink...
Rayven, however, had already suspected that so of these buyers had other motives.
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