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You chose to build your tower atop Sunpeak Mountain for a number of reasons.
First, its position near to the equator - and more importantly, the Prime Dragon Vein that circles the World. All 9[9]9 Elfhomes sit upon the Prime Dragon Vein through which flows the memory of everything that was and everything that shall be at a distance of 3[3]3 leagues from one another, nails driven through Chaotic Oblivion by the Creator to hold fast the logical texture of reality upon which the world has been painted by the brush of History. Connection to any dragon vein would suffice for a Wizard's Tower, but connection to the Prime Dragon Vein is connection to the Prime Mover, the motion-in-sequence of time itself.
Second, its height above the Material. Physically it sits 2[2]2 leagues above sea level, making it an impressive peak, if not nearly the tallest in the World. Metaphysically... well, you could get to the complex geometries and paths apparent of the bodies celestial, but it sits remarkably close to both the Corpse of Aya-Sherida and the Bel-Sarbi borehole. One of the most important bodies celestial for necromancers, <span class="mu-i">and</span> the borehole made by the Ferryman when the gods fled the Material before it rendered them Mundane.
Lastly, its close proximity to the Mare Tropicale - a warm beach within dimension-door distance! - might help you change your image. If gloomy goth girl can't catch you a man, then you'll try transitioning to the style of those tanned thots from the desert. Flashy and tasteless they may be, they have no problem collecting harems of men.
Of course just because you're going to try being a "gal" from now on doesn't mean that you're giving up on necromancy.
You spent ̶4̶5̶0̶ 250 years perfecting the art of turning corpses into friendly bone boys that <span class="mu-i">don't</span> inherently hate the living, and you have no intent on throwing away that research just because some blonde bimbo with visible tan lines on her shoulders says that skeletons are <span class="mu-i">gloomy</span>. Skeletons are <span class="mu-i">not</span> gloomy, they are <span class="mu-s">cute</span>.
So you put some special oil into your silver hair to give it a rainbow sheen. Traded the black and red wizard robes for a bright pink swimwear - printed with cute skulls on the cups, of course - and a sparkling see-through wind breaker that's apparently all the rage among the "gals" of the desert. Traded the flat boots for high-heeled sandals, because apparently men like feet? Painted your nails a bright and sunny blue, with charming little skulls sitting at the center of each. Oh, and got a little ivory skull piercing for your navel, and decorated your skin with cute and shimmering skulls in every color that your arcane mark can produce.
Sitting on the beach in your new get up with a fruity beverage, being fanned by your bone boys as the others cart materials up to the mountain, there is just one problem that you've yet to resolve.
"Where have the men gone?" you ask the summer wind. "There should be hunky men on a beach..."
