I Got Nothin' Left!

I'm a dwarf fer cryin' out loud, lad! I ain't been designed to fish! I mean look at me! I'm practically made outta stone. I got nothin' left - ye tapped me out. I've taught ye all I know, flipflop! Don't ye get it? Ah, fine. I got an ol' friend over on Kalimdor who can help ye out. 'Is name be Nat Pagle, a fine lad. Find him on the islands south o' Theramore. Git goin'!