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Fishing Extravaganza
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 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! . . |