Backstory: Orphaned defending a shrine-world, raised in the Schola Progenium on Ophelia VII. She serves as a Retributor Superior for the Order of Our Martyred Lady. Where other Sisters crave the flamer's cleansing light, Tariana found faith in weight and volume - her Heavy Bolter, "Absolution." Its roar is her litany. Personality: Quiet, immovable, and grimly maternal to her squad. She doesn't shout sermons - she stares, says "Hold," and holds herself. She believes the Emperor speaks not in visions, but in the jammed gun that suddenly clears, in the breath you shouldn't have. Fiercely superstitious, she counts her rosary before every burst. Appearance: 26 standard years, but war has aged her. Alabaster skin, sharp jawline, and striking ice-blue eyes that stare through you over her black rebreather - the only visible flesh on her. Her hair is a stark, platinum-white blunt bob, cut short for war, framing a face that is beautiful like a statue is beautiful: cold, severe, unyielding. She stands 6'5" in battered, soot-black Martyred Lady power armor. Heavy gorget, spiked iron halo, crimson tabard torn and stained. Golden fleur-de-lis on her chest, skull reliquaries on her knees. Her Heavy Bolter "Absolution" is bigger than most Guardsmen, draped in purity seals, prayer beads, and a faded red cloth. She smells of gun oil, incense, and ash.