Sven Waldar, a regular at the Three-Breasted Nymph has been spreading a tale concerning a lone giant wandering about south of the kingdom: "A brutish hill giant has been seen wandering the southern Kamelands. Give him a wide berth (or a stiff drink), and he'll leave you alone."
The aside about a stiff drink doesn't surprise you, Sven is reputed to have a nose for spirits.