Yep!  Your language too, maybe; it looks like I'll have to start learning that at some point.

I'm Amber, in case I wasn't shouting last time I said it, what's your name?

Irissë. This is quite unexpected, but nice to meet you I guess. 

Unexpected is a bit of an understatement but extremely true.

Head to the wreck, see what's salvageable?

The wreck of your flying thing? Yes, by all means.

The wreck looks like a large deflated polyester bubble. The entrance hatch is transparent and watertight, and the entire thing is frozen halfway under its formerly liquid contents. The cold bites at them on the way over.

Do materials like this fabric exist here?

She examines it. No.

I have no idea how it's made, unfortunately.

 The objects with the spirits bound into them are still here, as expected, looking no more out of place than the rest of this mess. The trick is going to be using it right in front of Irissë. Can you help me break it out of here?

It's not necessarily a two-person job, but if Amber happens to be on the side by the thermometer with the heat elemental there's nothing remarkable about that.

She happily attempts to help.

It cracks its way out easily, most of the ice being underneath. Once freed, the pieces are thin and extremely light.

Amber takes the chance to tell her elemental, in English, to move from the thermometer into the fabric. Much less thematically appropriate, but bound is bound and this binding is tight.

Do you have something to cut it with? We aren't going to need that window, and the rip could stand to be neater. I'll see if I can get it to start warming up.

She pulls out a knife. How are you imagining it?

Just around the circumference for the window, and we can worry about the edges later. That one's mostly cosmetic as long as it doesn't come under any tension.

She starts fiddling with the polyester. Hopefully it looks like straightening it for reasons or applying percussive maintenance, but what's more relevant is muttering "come on, work" and verbally telling it to warm up.

It starts generating heat, which is definitely a property of functional kite fabric and nothing at all to do with any spirit or elemental.

She's impressed and delighted and claps her hands together.

I just wish I could make more like this.

They're probably pretty visible right now, aren't they, if everyone can see heat.

They do have a bit of an audience. Well, it won't dramatically change the challenge ahead of us, but you'll have an easy time making friends. 

I'm not at all sure I'd want to try doing it with you. A lot depends on why getting to the other side is necessary in the first place, and Findekáno was talking as if that was secret. But as long as your whole world isn't frozen, I should at least be able to spare you the heat.

Oh, it's not secret at all, he's just heartbroken about it. There's an evil rampaging around on the other side, and he'll kill everyone if we don't arrive to stop him.

...That's one of the better possible reasons.

Yeah. You still might want to stay here, it's going to be one hell of a trip.

Evidently.

Is doing it on foot really less bad than building ships from scratch or whatever the next option is?

Do you see any ship-building materials? 

If you had no ship-building materials and everything you needed to trek across glaciers, I might agree with you. It looks more like you're starting from scratch either way.

She collects the armful of warmth and starts trudging away from the telepathic people.

Good luck, she says, amused. The Valar probably won't retaliate against a random stranger who doesn't know about any recent events, right? They're not that angry?

Uh. The guardians of that continent are extremely old, extremely powerful, and currently in a bad mood. You should tread carefully.

From what you said about the reason, I might want to cross after all. Will definitely want more background on those guardians either way, and on the other side of the ocean. 

Right now I'm just getting far enough away to be able to think without shouting to everyone.

Gotcha. See you later.

I'll be back soon. Hopefully with less telepathy.