Night Witches Structured Introduction
Night Witches Structured Introduction
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ON THE BORDERLANDS
A STRUCTURED INTRODUCTION
This document consists of a series of scenes that walk a group through the
first Night Witches duty station—Engels Airdrome. Starting as raw recruits,
the characters will gradually form up into a competent combat section ready to
be shipped off to war. Along the way, the group will learn about these women
and the dangerous world they live in.
To use this you’ll need a copy of Night Witches, nature playbooks, a move sheet,
and the first duty station handout.
Let each player control a discrete part, rotating this responsibility as you
proceed. Everyone should follow the prompts when it comes time to build a
character. The final two parts—six and seven—include complete missions and
full integration with the rules, so if one player has read the book it might be
best to defer facilitation to them toward the end.
Each part consists of a series of prompts with one of three symbols:
This symbol represents actual instruction. Each is a point of
entry into either building a character or engaging with the
rules of the game.
Read these sections out loud. Feel free to paraphrase! These
paragraphs are colorful transitions and scene-painting. If they evolve
into scenes that’s fine, particularly if those scenes allow the players
to engage with moves and learn about the world.
Dialogs between non-player characters and the player’s new recruits
are important. They allow you to share background information and
build up personalities within the regiment that you can return to.
Each includes a list with check-boxes for your reference. Try to hit all
the relevant points but don’t feel constrained.
The document is formatted with a wide margin so you can take notes and
write down names, facts and observations. Hopefully you’ll build up interesting
relationships and situations to explore further as you undertake this exercise.
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SARATOV, RUSSIA
Explain that you’ll be gradually building both characters and
situation as your young women transition from fresh recruits
to seasoned pilots and navigators ready for combat.
We’ve arrived at Saratov, a city at war. The darkened streets are filled
with soldiers but we are still civilians, in our best clothes. Patriotic
marches in celebration of the 24th anniversary of the founding of the
Red Army and impassioned speeches by Comrade Stalin and Marshal
Zhukov fill the air. “The day is not far distant when the Red Army
will thrust back the brutal enemy and the red banners will fly again
victoriously over the entire Soviet land.”
With a Red Army Air Force transit voucher in hand, we board a
ferry across the Volga with a hundred other hopeful, enthusiastic,
and confused young men and women. One woman stands out in the
crowd—dressed in a splendid uniform with sky blue shoulder boards
with a medal pinned to her chest. We haven’t yet learned to know
either her rank or what the medal signifies, but we know we want to
be just like her.
Explain natures and hand out the playbooks. Have each player
choose a nature and then choose a name, look and background.
Ask each what the other recruits see when they look at her.
She’s not in uniform - what sort of clothes does she wear? Has
she brought any luggage? What sort of shoes does she have on?
What can we tell about her from her demeanor?
The ferry bumps up against the dock in Engels and suddenly everyone
is all business—shouting, pushing, rolling trucks and equipment off.
Time to get moving!
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Choose a player for her to have a conversation with, once she is done
screaming at a hapless private. Roleplay a short dialog. Make sure
you deliver the following information, but keep it short.
I’m Masha Kataeva. Who the fuck are you? Scratch that—I’ve seen
your type come and go. You’ll be down in fucking flames in a fortnight
and I am not going to get to know you.
What do you want? Let me make one thing perfectly clear to you
skinny bitches—I am not your mother and I don’t have any boots or
fucking field rations, so go choke yourselves.
Let me tell you what we’ve got and you can fucking pick from that,
all right? We’ve got some nice used men’s uniforms that won’t fit.
We have a God-damned airplane in a packing crate and no time to
assemble it. We’ve got endless fucking shovels for some reason. Ask
me for anything else and I will shit on your mother.
Before I find you suka’s some nice lady boots, I think I’ll focus on
acquiring a couple of Shvetsov M-11 engines and all the shit that
breaks on those fuckers—cylinders, heads, gaskets, pumps - Jesus and
his whoremonger apostles—gages, canvas and canvas dope, control
wire and surfaces, wheels and struts, bomb release mechanisms, I
could go fucking on, sister. I don’t have shit.
You better go see Senior Lieutenant Petrova. Ask for her in the 588th’s
barracks—just keep walking that way until you see the shitty place
no decent woman in her right mind would call home.
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Explain Roles and have every player choose one. Ask them
to choose a starting rank and then assign stats. Ask each
of the recruits how their Role and stats are obvious to the
casual observer.
As Senior Lieutenant Petrova, ask each player one question, for example:
What did you do when your first flight instructor failed you because
you were a woman?
What did you lie about on your regimental intake form?
Why did you want to join the 586th Fighter Regiment so badly?
Who do you routinely see from your brother unit, the well equipped,
all-male 218th night bomber regiment, and where, and why?
Who do you know in your sister unit, the photogenic media darlings
of the mostly-female 586th fighter regiment, and how do you feel
about her?
Who do you know in the 4th Air Army Logistics and Supply
Commissariat, and what favor do you owe them?
Who do you know occupied territory, silent since June of ‘41?
Whose funeral did you miss by volunteering for flight training?
Have all the players stand, and stand yourself. Administer the
following oath:
I, [NAME], promise to rise to the defense of my Motherland, the Union
of Soviet Socialist Republics, as a fighting man [sic] of the Worker’s
and Peasant’s Red Army, I promise to defend it bravely, skillfully, with
dignity and honor, sparing neither my blood nor my life itself for the
achievement of total victory over our enemies.
CLASSROOM F
The following morning we find yourselves in a crowded tent configured
as a classroom. The pungent smell of aviation gasoline permeates
everything, and the roaring of aircraft occasionally interrupts a lesson.
Our first class is on political consciousness for aviation troops, and
is conducted by two women in the grey tunics of NKVD officers. The
NKVD is the Soviet secret police, and her officers are not to be trifled
with. Two are attached to every regiment.
“Good morning Trainees, “ says the ranking officer, “I am Captain Olga
I. Barsukova and this is my Deputy, Lieutenant Svetlana Sheremeteva.
Our job is to encourage your continued development as politically
conscious and socially engaged Communists. But we must never forget
that we are also military officers with security responsibilities within
the regiment. ”
CLASSROOM F (CONTINUED)
As Captain Barsukova, ask each player one question, for example:
What did the Germans take from you?
Were your parents actually guilty?
Why does the NKVD already have a file on you, and how did you get
around that black mark to join the regiment?
What does the Marxist-Leninist struggle against the forces of reaction
mean to you personally?
When you were last disciplined, by whom, and what was the reason?
When did you get a favor because of your gender, and how did you
pay it back?
What would you be doing if they didn’t let you fly?
What happened the last time a crowd of brother airmen wolf-whistled
at you?
FLIGHT TRAINING
After a week of monotonous classroom instruction under the tutelage of
Captain Barsukova and Senior Lieutenant Petrova, we are formed into
a three-aircraft section as part of the training squadron. Each section
has three pilots and three navigators. Which of us volunteered earliest?
Finally we are ready for our first training flight. We’ve all flown before
in civilian life, but now we will be expected to fly as a team, under
difficult and possibly deadly circumstances, with precision and courage.
COMBAT READY
April, 1942. After another month of grueling training, the pace has
become frantic. Supplies are becoming rarer as the combat situation
becomes more and more uncertain. The regiment’s airplanes are
suffering, and pressure from our staff officers continues to mount.
Not only are we expected to become excellent pilots and navigators,
we are also expected to be model Soviet airwomen, perfect in every
way. Something has got to give.