Sabriel tilted her head at the word, then cleared her throat and decided to hope for the best. Surely, someone who looked like this wouldn't judge her for the more disturbing things she knew.

"I'm not familiar with the term, but- where I'm from," Sabriel swallowed, a little nervously, "I'd be called a necromancer, though I do not- and will not raise the dead- my duty is to undo the work of those who do." Her father's duty anyway. One that had now fallen to her, until he returned to Life.

"I also have some skill with Charter magic," Sabriel added, almost as an afterthought, "And I'm good with a sword." Might as well let her potential employer know more about her skills.