This fey could be called large, but fey can be as large as mountains... He floats about the material realms looking for something...Looking at the state of his area down below, one would think he wanted sex, but then he opens his mouth, and he says what he wants:
Souls.

Green Lights: Just about anything with a group.
Yellow Lights: If we just met, please don't try to hurry me into a one on one... anything.
Red Lights: Fecal Matter, Urine, Angry Stuff, ANYTHING UNCONSENTUAL