Necromancer Anne

It's over a thousand years into the future. After a world wide nuclear war, the world as we know it is collapsed. And after three hundred years, the survivors mostly forgot things like technology and science. And after another 700 years, what remains is almost comically medieval. Green, lush lands with dark, evil realms further afield. Knights, and peasants. Monsters evolved from mutants. Technology is deemed a sin, yet no one really remembers why. No one remembers anything from the distant past. And perhaps as leftovers from the frayed fabric of reality strung by ancient super weapons, people possess abilities that can only be described as magic...

And Anne is one if those people. A necromancer... life and death is hers to control. She can bring someone back from even century old bones. Spirits whisper in her ears, granting guidance. And even Fate herself seems to grant her visions. And one such vision of fate... is a lover. Supposedly her "perfect match". The only caveat, he's long dead. No problem for her.

And she is SO excited.

Physically shes 5 foot 6, dressed in a mix of practical clothes to hold herbs and knives, and fishnet style Gothic clothing. Spends her time in darker, cloudy realms digging up bodies.