Thread:Lesdin/@comment-3391671-20160912054757/@comment-3391671-20161002211945

Just was curious. Glad to hear that you are trying to accomodate for her alchemic background.

As for the knockback, if I'm reading it correctly, the maximum knockback is 300? What is the reason to utilize this knockback?

As for backstory, things have been coming together slowly. I've been able to get some random ideas together, and believe I have enough of a basic story to offer to you.


 * In the land of Ionia, chaos stirs. The Noxian has just invaded, and villages fight back to protect their land. The few villages who have the strong hold the invading force away, but the many who are too weak submit to the Noxians one by one. Yet, among these villages, one village has found shimmering hope...
 * In the Elder's hut of a village at night, lain between the base of the mountains and the great forest, the Elder, three council men and one mysterious figure sit around a decorated textile. On top of this textile are a variety of artifacts, from beautiful jewels to old bones, each placed in significant locations of the textile. The Elder who sits at the northern end of the textile shakes a marked stone in her hand before tossing it onto the elaborate cloth. The stone rolls, colliding with first a stone of jade, then to the bark of the Zunan tree, only to stop right next to a piece of granite.
 * "...the demons will be arriving in the morning," the Elder proclaims in a quiet and calm voice. To this, the council men who sit westward of the textile gasp.
 * "So soon? But we haven't the time then to evacuate the women and children without leaving behind all their belongings," one man with a beard down to his waist states in frustration.
 * "Even if we bring our oxen and goats, we won't reach far. We'll have to abandon all of our produce to be able to have even a small chance of escaping to the next village," a younger man, with a long hair only on the left side of his head, says while worried about his herd of fine oxen, horses and goats.
 * "We do not have enough men capable of fighting. It's been against our tradition to let our young see what bloodshed battle brings upon us too," the last man with a scar over his nose bows his head, thinking of his adolescent son. "We cannot let ourselves fight them, yet we need to survive..."
 * The Elder silently watches over the pained looks of her council with an endearing smile. She too though understands the strained situation their village is now facing, but also knows that worry will not bring them out of this crisis. Thus, she faces the mysterious figure who sits on the southern end of the textile. She humbly bows her head.
 * "We apologize, dear traveler, that you had arrived in our humble home at such a dire time. But we would like to ask for you to move on to your next destination without rest," the Elder respectfully asks their guest.
 * "Oh, fare not," the mysterious stranger speaks with a mischievous yet gratuitous voice. "You have fed me well tonight with a meal filled with gentleness and love. I will leave as you have asked." As the mysterious stranger makes this claim, she sets down the utensils she had used to eat the fish and rice the villagers had offered to her. She finally takes up the bowl of soup to finish her meal.
 * "Elder. What shall we do?" The eldest man asks. But the Elder remains silent in deep thought.
 * "We... will use that stone," the Elder whispers almost solemnly. "The Power Stone of Teilan."
 * The men gasp again, but this time in surprise.
 * "The Stone of Teilan? But you know well that the Stone can, yes, offer us a blessing... but it can also spell disaster," the man with a scar exclaims. "Moreover, that is a village treasure. You know well, Elder that we only use it when the spirits commands us to, yes?"
 * "Hush," the Elder commands, still with her calm demeanor. "I am well aware of the odds and dangers posed by using the Stone... but we are left with no choice."
 * The Elder picks up the stone she had tossed onto the textile, to which the men and the stranger look at. Yet, after a few moments of sitting the palm of the Elder's hand, the stone suddenly cracks, causing the men to flinch in fear. A bad omen.
 * "This is the spirit's message to us that the dangers to come is this dire. Even if the Stone does cause disaster, without using the Stone, there is no other hope for our village to survive."
 * The mysterious stranger, having heard what the four had been conversing over about, abruptly stands to remove her cape which had covered her entire body. Upon doing this, she catches the eyes of the men with her gorgeous figure. But what catches the men and the Elder's attention next are her bodily features. While her breasts are ample and her legs elegant, they notice that her arms are twisted, black as coal and lanky as cursed branches. From her neck down to her ankles, scars that look like burns mark half of her body. And while her hair is long and beautiful as a phoenix's tail, her eyes are black with irises of gold.
 * "Forgive me for presenting to you such a hideous form, but I cannot allow you to use that Stone," the stranger demands of the elder, now with a serious tone to her voice.
 * "How dare you tell the Elder what to do, Stranger," the youngest man stands in anger. The man with a scar follows.
 * "While we have welcomed you into our home, do you not know your place? Or are you a demon as you appear to be, trying to bring our home to ruin?" the man with a scar shouts.
 * But the last council man remains sitting, starring at the stranger's markings before stating his opinion to the two other council men. "Calm down, you two. I believe that we should take this stranger's words carefully."
 * "He is right," the Elder speaks, finding the same notions about this stranger. "It seems like that this traveler is no simple traveler, but also a blessing from the spirits. Tell us, oh traveler, why shouldn't we use the Stone to protect our being?"

And that's one story (so far) I have come up with over the past week. As I mentioned before, I believe it would make some sense that she has some relation to, which is likely through the Rune stones. But while he seeks to stow them away, she has a different goal... that will be told eventually.

The story gives little context of who she is, but if you can get the hint, in the current timeline, Konoe is a traveler. If I am to elaborate, she travels the world to continue her research of magic-alchemy. But while doing so, she offers her powers to better the world, not to adhere to the organization that want to use it for mass gain but for the purpose of personal growth.