Nat Pagle

Though his name is synonymous with angling mastery across the known world, Nat Pagle is remarkably casual about his craft. Having cast lines for several decades, he often admits he has no great reverence for the sport itself, famously calling it little more than a convenient excuse to sit back and drink heavily. Despite this gruff nonchalance, Nat understands aquatic life and the art of angling better than anyone alive, even licensing fishing gear sought out by professionals.

Pagle makes his camp on a small spit of land along the eastern coast of Dustwallow Marsh, far from the bustling taverns of the Eastern Kingdoms. He remains fiercely independent and uninterested in the politics of factions, welcoming Alliance travelers sent by trainers like Grimnur Stonebrand as well as Horde aspirants directed to him by Lumak in Orgrimmar. For Nat, anyone willing to scour the corners of the world for rare specimens deserves a lesson in genuine angling.

Pagle has ventured into perilous waters, including an excursion into the ruins of Zul'Gurub where he misplaced his favorite measuring tape and tackle box near the waters prowled by the monstrous hydra Gahz'ranka.