Right. It looked as if everything had calmed down, to a degree. There were multiple dust particles clouding the view, but outlines of figures could still be perceived. Urdal shook his head at the apparent childish behavior of those people, but he remembered that some of them had been affected so greatly they seemed to be unable to put the world in its appropriate place, mind wise. He clapped his hands and started throwing a look at each person who had engaged in this debauchery-rich endeavor. 

"Right, let me get this straight! Numenor, Orky, priest, lady on the ground, Gangra-- Gang, come here and... Line up!" He issued his first order, and already felt wrong. But that was that. He had completely neglected to take into account the priest was out cold in the dirt. He then took a look at those who had not actually 'signed' a contract with him yet. First, he faced the large, demonic individual.

"I don't think we got through the job stuff properly, so I'll offer again! I'm lookin' to go north, and I need some people. You almost agreed to join, so I'm sure you won't mind. I'll give you anythin' you want as payment, once the job's done!" The half-elf explained to the black and red giant of a person and then turned to the dragon, who's name was nicely mentioned by him.

"Sir... Endrokin... I'm offerin' the same to you. I can get you a load of treasures, if you'd want that. Or anythin' else." Informed Urdal as he looked at the uncomfortably imposing dragonkin. 

 He had made his case. And now he needed to hold these perceivable madmen together.