NeutralRiggle Bassbait
Image of Riggle Bassbait
Title <Fishmaster>
Gender Male
Race Goblin (Humanoid)
Level 10-30
Reaction Alliance Horde
Occupation Fisherman
Location Booty Bay, Cape of Stranglethorn[41.5, 73.1]
Status Alive
Stranglethorn Fishing Extravaganza icon.png

The subject of this article or section is part of Stranglethorn Fishing Extravaganza, an ongoing event that lasts for two hours every week on Sunday. Once the event has run its course, this will no longer be available until next week.

Riggle Bassbait is the goblin who organizes the Stranglethorn Fishing Extravaganza, together with his mechanical help Fishbot 5000 and his assistant Jang in Booty Bay. Riggle is situated outside on a dock, so Bloodsail Buccaneers with flying mounts can reach him and turn in before the Booty Bay Bruisers finish them off.


The extravaganza


  • We already have all our winners for today's contest, but Jang is willing to purchase any Tastyfish that you have fished up! There's always next Sunday for you to show your angling skill!
  • Welcome to the Booty Bay fishing contest where each week we choose the finest to be the Master Angler!
Between 2pm and 4pm schools of tastyfish will appear up and down the coast of Stranglethorn. While fishing if your fishing bobber lands in a tastyfish school then you will catch something from the school rather than the normal stranglethorn fishing fare.
  • Hello, <race>. How can I help you today?
  • Hey there, chum! Today we're holdin' a contest for extreme anglers! All you gotta do to win is be one of the FIRST FIFTY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD to bring me a heap of tasty tastyfish. Now reel up and roll out!
Winner found
That's it for this week, folks! Fishing contest: OVER!

Riggle's Story

Gull cries echoed off the cliffs surrounding Booty Bay as the sun dipped toward the horizon. Baron Revilgaz leaned against the wall of the inn, sifting through the latest reports from the marketplace. The news was troubling; with the recent wars in Alterac Valley and Warsong Gulch, far from the shores of Stranglethorn, business had been struggling of late. The goblin frowned. It would be difficult to draw visitors back to his colorful port without a gimmick of some kind; the old wounds between Alliance and Horde still ran deep in the adventurers of the day.

The light in the room disappeared suddenly. Revilgaz turned to find the large, grizzled Fleet Master Seahorn in the doorway. "There's some nutty goblin rowing into the harbor," Seahorn rumbled. "He's shouting your name over and over. Sounds like a damn parrot."

Curious, the Baron walked out onto the balcony, his eyes seeking this mysterious visitor. The search was short; he quickly sighted the simple rowboat tied at the dock, as well as the bruisers escorting the owner. From this height, it was impossible to confirm the identity of the individual, but at the least it would prove a distraction from the trials of administration.

The escort reached his balcony at last and pushed the guest forward. Revilgaz arched a brow at the thin goblin before him, trying hard to maintain his smile as his nostrils were assailed by the stench of fish. "It's Riggle Bassbait, isn't it?" he said, determined to get through this meeting as quickly as possible. "What can I do for you?"

Riggle's face split into a hopeful smile. "You remember me! Please, Baron Revilgaz, I've just made the most amazing discovery. It's sure to breathe life back into the fishing industry, you mark my words! There's just one problem. . ." The fisherman rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I don't have the gold I'd need to properly fund such an operation. I don't suppose you could give me a loan...?"

Revilgaz's smile vanished instantly, all pretense of friendliness gone. "I already extended you credit once, Bassbait. I can't afford to be handing out favors; particularly not now. Sorry I can't be of more help." He gestured dismissively to the bruisers, who took hold of Riggle's wrists.

"Wait!" the angler cried, fighting as the bruisers pulled him away. "I brought a sample of what I've found. Please, let me prepare it for you!"

A sigh escaped the Baron's lips. "Oh, all right. I hope you're not wasting my time."

An hour later, the Blackwater cooks presented the Baron with a steaming plate of fish. The master angler stood to one side, wringing his hands anxiously, as Revilgaz took a tentative bite. His eyes flew wide as soon as the meat hit his tongue. "This is fantastic!" the Baron exclaimed. "What is this? I've never tasted the like."

"Tastyfish, I call it," Bassbait said with a sheepish grin. "I can get more, but I need money first..."

Revilgaz stood and patted the fisherman's shoulder. "I have a better idea, one that will serve us both. I'll have my economy bustling again, and you will have your name on the lips of every angler in Azeroth. Come, let's discuss the terms." With that, he led the curious Riggle into his office...

Weeks later, a satisfied Baron Revilgaz looked out over his beloved town, adventurers pouring from the recently arrived ships. Goblin vendors were out among the new arrivals, doing brisk business on bait and tackle. Beside the Baron, an amazed Riggle Bassbait stood with jaw agape.

"You see?" Revilgaz said with a grin. "Everyone's here for your new tournament. They'll catch the fish you seed along the coast, and everyone profits." He clapped the angler on the back. "Go seed the waters; they're anxious to begin. Oh - and make sure to keep the water around Booty Bay itself clear; I'd rather the participants have to hike a bit. They'll be thirstier when they get here; all the better for business."

Riggle hurried down to the submarine, his mind awhirl. At long last, his favorite sport would be back in the limelight. Soon everyone would know the name of Riggle Bassbait, Angler Extraordinaire!

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