"When archaeologists find my skeleton"? When? Ohohoho, such folly! As if I would allow the source of my arcane power to be so easily claimed. You seek my bones? They are scattered to the far corners of the realm, hidden in places men fear to tread, guarded jealously by fiends of unimaginable zeal and cunning. You know not the vastness of the trial that lies before you, mortal.
archaeologists? I'm putting in my will that I want to be buried in a silty riverbed in a geologically stable region. I intend to be found by paleontologists.
my gender identity is gonna be "intermediate morph(?)"
Whoever discovers my bones is not gonna be human, and they're gonna write their equivalent of Space Raptor Butt Invasion about my species
