[Dork] The Kacias

Kacias
They are everywhere.  Some of them live in villages up in the hills or out in the forest, but some of them are nomadic and don’t stay in one place more than a few months before moving on.  If their culture was First One or Oldcomer, or something made up on the spot in the Provinces, even they are not certain.  They have no language of their own, though most Kacias speak a few and mix those into a pidgin at home.  There is no ethnic group, their tradition is to adopt, foster, marry, or let in anyone who wants to be with them or lacks any other place to go.  They are never plentiful in any single place, but there is nowhere in the Provinces you can’t find them.  Kacias follow the lessons that their founder, a girl named Sylfie, learned, recounted in colorful and hilarious detail.  Where she came from or who she was before she decided to walk around the world (among other things) isn’t really covered.  Sylfie isn’t a god, exactly, but she was, in life, if she lived, a hero and a trickster and, well, lots of different things, good, bad and frankly absurd.  They say she comes back.  Pretty often.  You might have met her.  The guiding principles of the Kacia are twofold; first that life is to be experienced to be understood, and second that everything has a use and the trick is to figure out what that use is.
Kacias, when they are not going incognito, tend to dress in light blue and wear red caps or kerchiefs, and bells.  They relentlessly reuse and repurpose anything they can, and their crafts often bear the images of bees or spiders (two of Sylfie’s favorite animals).  Any Kacia you meet will have a little poppet or doll in their founder’s likeness, ranging from what you’d expect for a child’s doll to something small enough to slip in a pocket.  The usually have a couple, just in case.  For some reason, they are good talismans and ridiculously easy to make.  If you meet a Kacia in the army, they will be wearing a patchwork coat.
Kacias will have their dress, though they don’t seem forbidden to dress otherwise, very few ever do.  They will definitely have a Sylfie, and any Sylfie counts as a talisman (for this reason the dolls are popular among settled folk for their children).  Kacias pick up additional languages from their diverse membership and big families, and can pick up a special little knack that has one of the few uniquely Kacia words for a name: bana, resourcefulness.  You can use bana in place of just about any piece of Gear in a Fight, but you must always risk it.  Bana can be gained back by someone who had it in their kit the same way someone can get mojo. 
The Traits listed below are not the only Bardic College Traits there are, and you can feel free to alter, make up ones, mix and match them as suits your character.
·         You are an Adopted Foundling, and you remember a life before you came to live with the Kacia.  How much of that life and whatever it meant to you, you have a new home and a family now.
·         You are a Child of the Hills, born in the villages tucked out of the way.  You may never have seen settled folk before.
·         You are a Child of the Spider, dedicated to the principles of bana, thrift and making use of everything you see.  Your pockets are always full and your mind always searching for a way to make use of what is in your hands.
·         You are a Child of the Bees, accustomed to life on the road and in the sight of settled folk.  You know many languages and customs and ways to get by, be silent, get ignored or not offend. 
·         You are a Child of the Swan, because there are things that have to be done, and no one needs to know they ever happened.    When your people fight, it is through you, and usually, it is without their knowledge.  Or anyone else’s.
·         You are a Patchwork Soldier; armies have learned that impressing Kacias gets them excellent support staff, and Kacias have learned to accommodate that.  You wear the patchwork and help keep the army fed.  It could be worse.
·         You are a Self-Reliant Hermit, keeping an eye on the outposts while the traveling groups are away; it’s a lonely task, but an important one; all sort of settled folks line up to fence Kacias out the moment they are away.
·         You are a Savvy Rambler, off on your own little walk of the world.  It may not be your first or your last.
·         You are a Friend of the Bandits, because even the bandits need friends.  You might be a member of a chapter.
·         You are a Nan or Pada, and usually they are old, but not always.  The people who direct the Kacias need only be recognized as having something important to say.