I know this is not going to gain any serious traction, but I haveta try.
So, here goes.
Lasses, lads, and assorted others, won' the rest of you consider trying to make a King of the Castaways primarch.
One who is at least as much defined by being raised in an adverse environment that forces everyone to pull their own weight, as the Hawk-boy and the preening peacock.
One whose mentality is geared towards taking lost and abandoned under his aegis, and who came out of the proverbial Bermuda triangle, and put peace to a world at war.
Ah, well, most probably not.
If we get to be pirate, I vote we be named Ching Shih Auramite.