Kurina shoots flaming arrows towards the monstrous head, but the arrows seem to glance off the thing's tough hide.
Grugaro, the giant head, roars in rage and charges. It's a frightening sight; the monster's bloodshot eyes seem to bulge and its huge mouth grins as if in hunger!
The head charges towards Zach, but it is so wrapped up in its rage that the elf easily sidesteps the charge. As he does he slashes it on the side with his holy sword.
As mighty as the monster is, it's odd shape apparently gives it one disadvantage: Because it has to sweep in close to attack, having no limbs to reach with, it affords a defender like Zach the opportunity to counterattack as it approaches.
Even so, the monster is so tough that it seems to matter little, and the slash in its flesh quickly begins to heal.
Haesellekh remembers a few tales of the monstrosity, Grugaro. Some say the undead giant is as tough as the tarrasque, and thrice as mean. It is a ragelich, a type of undead that can whip itself into a mighty frenzy of rage that makes a barbarian's battle rage seem like a slight fit of pique in comparison. While raging, it heals rapidly, as it's doing now. Turning the monster is quite out of the question; the mightiest of priests might possibly have a chance of turning such a powerful undead, but while it is raging, nothing can persuade it to halt its attack.
While the form of a head - a condition that necromancers have learned how to inflict on any type of undead - has some disadvantages, it allows the monster to fly, and to pass into narrower places than a giant otherwise could.
The other important thing she realizes is that the monster could not have come to the city on its own. It is a dumb brute, and had not been reported in the area. Certainly it can be no coincidence that both monsters are here. Likely, some powerful Sasoguese spellcaster brought them here, and is directing their attacks.
Fred Foster approaches the battle cautiously but breaks into song, singing of the courage of Zach and Kurina and the rest of the group! His song almost lifts your spirits.
(ooc: If you consider Fred an ally at this point, gain a +2 morale bonus to attacks, weapon damage, and saves vs. fear or charm.)
The half-orc Hager brothers peer cautiously down the street. Neither they with their axes nor Fred with his longsword are armed with ranged weapons, and they don't seem eager to enter melee with the giant head. For the moment, despite shouting about whose fault it is, the half-orcs and humans don't attack each other - yet some among them are clearly losing patience.
(ooc: PCs are up)