A beautiful warrior woman, with a sword and soul of ice.

While we're talking about the subject of constructing religions, I'd like to bring up the concept of the Creed. The creed is nothing more than a simple statement of the religion's beliefs, meant to be recited. If you cannot write a creed for your monotheistic religion, it probably needs work on internal consistency. Creed examples:

A mad doctor who dared defy the laws of the natural order, to transcend death itself, and the creature he created.

One of the common variations on magic is the concept of 'sword mages' or 'knight mages'. We all know and love them as the folks in full plate that split globes in twain with flaming swords, before twirling around to change their flame sword to an ice sword so they can stab the flaming angel of vengeance in the chest to maximum effect.

"Let death be not only merciful, but elegant."

Taronia - Land of mystics and sages. Taronia - Land of the Gods. Taronia - Land of Conquerers.

Man, too, is a primal creature, though he binds himself with the chains named Reason and Law, locked link by link from birth. Yet, those locks can be opened, the links broken, in both the savage world of the street-slum, and in the gilded cages of nobility.

One such creature is the countess-to-be, Alia duBois, who crouches within her golden jail, a puma waiting paitently to maul her captors...

Forged and folded by the ancient and holy methods, Warprender and Weftcleaver have incorporated the very transformations that allow man to traverse the stars into their exotic blades.

The shattered remnants of a divine weapon, a certain amount of power remains in these bits of celestial metal.

The proper names and descriptions of a sword's parts.

Even the Thoron may thirst for knowledge, and Embraced-A-Star has chosen the most direct route it can find to new discoveries. It chooses to go where no other creature can.

A brightly colored ink that hardens the skin.

Perhaps the most destructive of Kel’Regar weapons, Summer’s Extinguisher plunges the world it is deployed on into a deep and permanent winter.

This enormous blade is capable of leveling more than just men.

This discreet and stylishly concealable weapon is quite capable of cleaning up its own mess.

The legacy of a master of the martial arts, the Fistwraps of Hwang are a testament to his sheer willpower.

'She's dead, Jim.' 'We have the technology, we can rebuild her.' '... Yes. But should we?' 'We must, in order to counter his scheming.' 'Then we'll do it.'

Here am I, floating in a tin can, far above the moon, Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can doo.

Undead abominations born of the Light, the glow of the Accursed's warped flesh strikes terror into those who behold it.

The product of a conjuring gone horribly awry, the Devourer hungers, and it hungers not for anything of this world, nor of the next..