“Do it, do it!” the dwarves chanted around the fire, as if they were part of some cult. Gandalf chuckled at his perch, leaning back and taking a puff of his pipe.You refused their proposition as soon as it had been set forwards, yet the dwarves were persistent. “You have to! It’s in the rules!” Ori yelled over the chanting, gesturing to the parchment he held in his hands. You found it adorable that he had written a whole set of rules for something so trivial.