The Kangs#

Bridgeport has a lot of things adults don’t pay much attention to. The Kangs are one of them.

They are three groups of adolescent girls — identified by color, red, blue, or yellow — who move through the city’s streets, markets, harbor front, and civic quarter with the easy confidence of people who belong everywhere and nowhere in particular. Adults barely register them. That is, by all appearances, exactly the point.

What People Notice#

Each Kang wears a single marker in her group’s color — a ribbon, a cord, a strip of cloth — in a consistent location. Wrist, ankle, collar. The item and its placement mean something to those who know how to read them. To everyone else, it’s decoration.

There are also those in white markers. New members, perhaps. Or something else. It’s hard to say.

What People Know#

The three groups have different territories and different styles. The ones near the harbor are bold. The ones near the guild streets are quiet and watchful. The ones in the market lanes seem to know everyone and everything.

They are not violent, exactly. They are not to be trifled with, exactly. Most people in Bridgeport have settled on a comfortable working relationship of mutual non-interference, which suits everyone well enough.

They talk to each other in ways that outsiders don’t fully follow. They notice things. They remember things.

Whether any of that is useful depends entirely on whether they decide you’re worth talking to.

The party’s understanding of the Kangs will grow over time. This entry will be updated as they learn more.