Friadoc secures the great axe with a section of rope, so as to not have to hold the damn cold thing, and then he looks to the rest of you and says, "Either we use this to cool our beer or we sell it, it's up to you, so long as it's not trying to split my skull again I'm okay with it."
OOC
I concur with the DMs suggestion on what to do if we head back up.