Kvothe is an enigma, a fascinating juxtaposition. In his stories he is a hero, overflowing with vitality.

He seems to using his inn to hid, troubled by the past, and quickly becoming another fixture. As he tells his story, I feel that Kvothe is bravado personified. Full of life and himself, his story is captivating.

I worried, reading other reviews, that I'd tire of reading of someone that thinks so highly of himself; but if you pay attention, I think you will see a person who is at one time both lost and sure of his place in the same instant.

I was surprised by how much I enjoyed the story I typically enjoy fantasy, but rarely does a book capture my attention as well as The Name of the Wind.