Merpsichore came towards them dragging a large backpack, straps held tightly in her mouth, and tails wagging as she stumbled across the cavern.
"We will clothe you - though the clothes are meant for Merpsichore here, so they will likely be a little roomy and may smell like her - and you will co-operate, or else we will roll you out into the blizzard and retrieve our net from your corpse in the morning - unless something finds you out there first."