Memory:Hill giant chieftain

A huge humanoid covered in furs and dirt... muscular and filthy, violent and brutish. With amazing ease he carries a medium-sized tree and a fur sack filled with animal corpses... or is that a hurthling peeking out of the sack? This giant wears a bone necklace as a badge of authority, although his stupid grin makes it hard to believe that he could lead anything but a frenzied berserker horde. A pile of rocks and dirt steps in front of you ... no, it's a ferocious, filthy, female form, clothed in what looks like hippogriff hide, wearing a necklace of dwarf skulls. She has some misshapen skull perched on her head -- a troll's, you pray, please nothing tougher than a troll's! She wails "Can't ye idiots catch one runty little t'rall?? Do I have to do it meself?" She knows her right hand from her left, which makes her a sage of the race of these large hairy people living in woodlands and on hills. She has figured out that commanding other people around occasionally gets things done, and thus she took up this line of business, which makes her a chief.