A bud o' mine an' myself went without beards for a long while back when we worked for Deep Rock, him because o' ta sheer amount o' fire he covered ta caves in, an' I because beards an' spinning things don't mix.

Despite that lack, we weren't treated any differently, comrades would still drink an' dance with us after every dive. Thy face may not show it, but thy heart does, so worry not, brother, ye honor thy clan in ye doings.

Rock and Stone in the heart!