The trio made their way through the gap in the ice wall and arrived back at camp, where they were greeted by a cheer from the assembled ponies.  A group from the digging contingent approached them from the pillar, where they had been resting cloakless.  The lead pony, one with a blue coat and dark gray mane, nodded with some nervousness.  "Lord Ironblood. Forge Bellows. -"