The beer will disappear before Heroes World.
But a dwarf can drink beer, and as much as he wants. (well, almost :) )
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal