Slowly she rose and looked around.....she wasn't sure where she was...this looked like an idealised south sea island....Where had the leader....Leader? She began to wonder...what leader? Her leader...who was the leader-come to that...who was she?
She had green skin...she was tall and plainly strong...VERY STRONG...as she saw...She tried to remember but nothing stayed there were fragments of names and images of...she rejected them...All of them...of cities...like those...Civilized types had....A woman such as her did not belong in some citified realm...she was a Barbarian woman...that was plain...a woman of the wild plains....Her face turned mean...harsh...It should have seemed insanely convenient But there ahead was a sword and sort of Shield...picking them up....she knew she was intended to find them...little by little the quiet rational Jen began to fade before a slowly emerging Barbaric Identity...all aided by subliminal suggestions...and specially placed hints...in a while it was done...she hulk was gone...and instead a Female Barbarian...with more than human strength striving for the road of kings...and queens...