Mulch- Beard Hair

  The door was locked, naturally, but it may as well not have been for all the challenge it presented to a kleptomaniac dwarf.

  Mulch reached into his beard, plucking out a sturdy hair. Dwarf hair is radically different from the human variety. Mulch's beard and head hair were actually a matrix of antennae that helped him to navigate and avoid danger below ground. Once removed from its pore, the hair immediately stiffened in rapid rigor mortis. Mulch twisted the end in the seconds before it became completely rigid. A perfect pick.

  One quick jiggle and the lock yielded. Only two tumblers.

  Terrible security. Typical of humans, they never expected an attack from below. Mulch stepped on to a parquet corridor.

-Artemis Fowl, Chapter 7