You are finishing a day in the dungeon, it is a sunny day, although the twilight of the night is already showing little by little, while you rest on a shore, you recognize the smell of putrefaction and the sound of of an undead, you pull out your sword, it seems to come from the bushes of the river, then you see it... Is that a duck life preserver? You notice that he is followed by a group of ducklings "You! Leave me and the ducklings alone!" Exclaims the undead with the life preserver on his torso with his spear