Background

After the evacuation of Gnomeregan, a young Ariko traveled with various people across the countryside through the ruins and aftermath of the third war. She made her way to Steamwheel port after a few weeks of traveling, and bartered for a ticket aboard a ship to the Goblin kingdom of Undermine, by trading the Goblin a colour changing hat. Several years went by, Ariko found the goblins lust for gold counter-productive as she was never granted adiquate funding for her inventions, Ariko can be credited with the invention of 'The Big One' and the deluxe model, 'The Bigger One' as well as various other inventions, but her explosives were the ones which stuck out. One morning she awoke in her tiny appartment in Undermine to find an envalope tied around the handle of a beautiful sword leaning against her bedside table.

The envalope was from "Your friend, and possible master, Jorach Ravenholdt" In the envalope was a bundle of pieces of paper, maps, instructions, schematics and two books. It became apparent that the goblins had been selling her schematics on the main lands of Azeroth without her knowlege, and that the old man had traced them back to their true creator, and impressed, he wanted to recruit her a mechanic of the Assassins league. One letter remarked "I can't abide useless people in my ranks. By assosiation, people WILL come for you. Which is why we provide you this sword. Read the books, and use the stone we've left on your desk." she then noticed a white stone with a blue spiral on it's surface was on her desk, she'd heard of the Hearth Stone in books, but had never seen one in Undermine.

Following the old mans instructions, she poured over the books, learned the secrets of stealth and fasioned herself a mannequin out of scraps and practiced in her room nightly, after a month, she'd lost weight, gained a little muscle, resigned from her job and sold most of her worldly possessions. She loaded what she had left into her backpack, clutched the sword tightly in her right hand, and the hearthstone in her left, closed her eyes, and felt the refreshing, familiar cold greet her, as she stood in Dun Morogh.

"My fortune awaits, I guess." she thought to herself.

Closely followed by

"My feet'r cold!"