Pre-dawn had arrived and with it a tired, grumpy pixie-sized woman riding on the back of a grey squirrel carrying a heavy satchel through the woods.
Faeries used to eat children half a millenia ago.They were fantastically delicious, especially when ground into baked bread.They gave that certain sweet innocence no other creature could provide. But a deal was struck between humankind and their Queen.
The pixie-woman spots her first customer, a goblin, and counts out seven teeth. He tutts at her, "Is that all you have?! That barely covers a cracker. What a rip off."