Towards the end of the Age of Strife, the Emperor crafted 20 magical clone babies that he called Primarchs. The forces of Chaos didn’t like the Emperor very much, so they kidnapped his magical clone babies and threw them randomly all over the galaxy, and the Emperor had all kinds of adventures finding them again. This thread is about the seventh magical clone baby the Emperor recovered – Rogal Dorn, Primarch of the 7th Legion.
Rogal crashed into the ice planet of Inwit, where he was found by an ice-caste lord of one of the ice-hives. It was cold there. The lord who found him became like a grandfather to Rogal, and until the day he died, Rogal slept with his peepaw’s fur-lined robe as a woobie. The safety and security he felt helped him conquer the entire solar system Inwit was in; when the Emperor found him, Rogal was a lil’ emperor himself.
Rogal was a model son to the Emperor, which kind of makes him a bit boring to talk about. He went with his dad back to Earth when the Emperor decided that he had enough sons that he himself no longer needed to go out and crusade. There’s only two main things you need to know about Rogal.
The first thing you need to know about Rogal Dorn is that when Horus struck down the Emperor, Rogal was the guy who hastily slapped his dad into the Golden Throne to keep him alive. Rogal did *not* know that his dad was a Perpetual and would come back to life as soon as he died, and he did *not* know that the Golden Throne was basically a lockbreaking tool and was never intended to be a life-support device (which is why it sucks so much at being a life-support device). Don’t tell him this, but he’s kinda responsible for why the Imperium is so fucked up 10,000 years later.
The other thing you need to know about Rogal Dorn is that he is presumed dead, but the only evidence anyone has of that is that one of his hands was found at his last known location, and his space marines keep that hand in a drawer and the chapter masters carve their names into his hand-bones. Everyone’s kinda fucked up in the 41st millennium.