On mighty feathered pinions the living saint Rosaline bore aloft the blazing battlefield roaring her utter hatred for the wretched twisted creatures that profaned her sight and defiled the hallowed grounds of the holy cathedral, the sweeping reach of her wings fanned the cleansing flames into a fiery tempest before her consuming the heretics burning them alive even as they shrieked and howled trying to reach out grasping for her with skeletal hands.

"Fowl apostasy BE STRIKEN FROM THIS WORLD!!"


art by  starvinartmajor
My By the Lion god Emperor's will she has become a living saint, a beacon of faith and his wraith made manifest at the head of his Prides warrior lionesses

<3 Yes I'm a fan of Warhammer 40k lore _ just stop of the new heretical fluff