This was Queen Komanik's idea; she suggested her husband use copper rings and coarse linen to attach the cut beard back to the original one. Belgar immediately complied, and at long last, it didn't look like he had trimmed his beard.
"Oh? That's doable." Rorrek nodded, "Not to mention, Breeze Castle is quite large, finding a place for your clan to stay shouldn't be a problem."
Seeing this, Belgar breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He and his clan had finally found a kingdom willing to take them in, providing a temporary haven for the tried and tested clan.
After several rounds of drinks and a variety of dishes, the dwarves began to get drunk. Belgar drank his malt beer heavily, as if to forget the shame and pain of defeat. In a drunken stupor, he said, "Are there any new updates from those second-rate (humans) lately? I heard the Chaos from the north advanced south again, defeating them miserably."
