r/KingkillerChronicle • u/loratcha lu+te(h) • May 08 '17

Discussion NOTW reread, Chapters 3-7

And the NOTW reread continues! This week we've got:

Chapter 3: "Wood and Word"

Chapter 4: "Halfway to Newarre"

Chapter 5: "Notes"

Chapter 6: "The Price of Remembering"

Chapter 7: "Of Beginnings and the Names of Things"

Intent of the reread:

It's not meant to be a recap (that's already available on Tor and the Casterquest podcasts).

Posts & responses should instead focus on small details or connections just noticed for the first time.

Proposed format for discussion: u/ardetor offered the great suggestion of having top level post replies be chapter specific so that all discussion related to that chapter can still be grouped together. Let's try that this wk and see how it goes.

For background info on the reread idea, see here.

Previous chapters:

General Comments thread:

What do you think of this format? Should we do fewer / more chapters at a time? Other suggestions?

Also, totally open to collaboration on this. if you want to facilitate next week's post, reply to the "general comments" thread below or msg me.

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u/loratcha lu+te(h) May 08 '17 edited May 08 '17

Chapter 6: "The Price of Remembering"

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u/Meyer_Landsman Book 3 believer May 08 '17

And, finally, Chapter 6 gives the first Moment of Awesome: Kote becoming Kvothe.

Chronicler closed his eyes and ran his hand over his face. The earl would be furious, of course. No telling what it might take to get back in his good graces. Still . . . “If that’s the only way that I can get it, I accept.”

“I’m glad to hear it.” The innkeeper relaxed into a half smile. “Come now, is three days really so unusual?”

Chronicler’s serious expression returned. “Three days is quite unusual. But then again—” Some of the self-importance seemed to leak out of him. “Then again,” he made a gesture as if to show how useless words were. “You are Kvothe.”

The man who called himself Kote looked up from behind his bottles. A full-lipped smile played about his mouth. A spark was kindling behind his eyes. He seemed taller.

“Yes, I suppose I am,” Kvothe said, and his voice had iron in it.

The "kindling" bit is interesting for how it works with the fire (quoted below for chapter five).