#halfling's gem

I desperately need someone to draw Artemis holding Regis by the ankles like pictures of men posing with the fish they caught

She tossed a heartshaped locket to Bruenor. The dwarf fumbled it open and found a picture of Drizzt Do'Urden inside. "The locket will warm when you approach the ship that carries your friends," Alustriel said. "I created it many weeks ago, that I might have known if your group approached Silverymoon on your return from Mithril Hall." She avoided Bruenor's probing gaze, knowing the myriad of questions that must have been going through the dwarf's mind. Quietly, almost as if embarrassed, she added, "I should like it returned." Bruenor kept his sly remarks to himself.

"Yer pardon, fair lady," the dwarf croaked, his voice cracking on every syllable. The woman twirled and looked at him curiously. "Might I be getting a bit o' food?" asked Bruenor, never one to mix up his priorities.