Corn+Crib

=Old Log Corn Crib=
 * [[image:oldcorncrib.jpg align="center"]] ||
 * As you draw nearer to the building, a young woman steps out from around the shadows at the back of the building. You ask if she lives here, and she laughs, "No, silly, this is an old corn crib."

She goes on to explain, "I was just sitting on that stump a minute, until I caught site of you. You look harmless enough, though. I bet you are a game-based learning adventurer."

You acknowledge you are.

"Well, maybe you can help me then," she asks. "I was talking to my Uncle (I call him "Unc"), he lives in the Farm House over there," and she gestures down the wagon track I had just come up from the Juniper Path. "Anyway, I am trying to think through what he was talking about this morning on some of the sociology of game playing. He was saying that people can be embarrassed and still be happy. That just doesn't make sense to me. Nor the other thing, Vicarious Pride. Seems to be embarrassment and pride are both pretty personal. Well, I guess that is why he is the sociology expert. That's what I told him. -- I did!"

"Then, just like a teacher, he up an says that maybe I'd understand if I read some from McGonigal's book. Pages 83-89, Kindle location 1410-1512, he says. Ehh, I suppose I will," she says as she turns to walk away. ||
 * She turns back toward you, "Oh, if you were to write up this reading in your Adventurer Log, use the title 'Happy Embarrassment, Vicarious Pride.' It could be worth up to 5 XP, you know."

My new friend turned back again the way she was heading and went on her way around the old corn crib and on into the woods, I suppose.

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