Watcher was created in the Starforge Empire near the end of the war with the Beholder Sovereignty. He was stationed on an interceptor ship, tasked with helping guard a refugee caravan as it left a doomed Starforge Citadel on their way to the Kingdom of Arcadia for sanctuary. As one can imagine, the beholders arrived before they could leave the system. What few combat ships remained performed a vanguard action, trying to buy time for the refugees. Watcher’s ship was one of the first ones in, and one of the first ones destroyed. He watched as the dwarves managed to push the beholders back, only for another wave to emerge in system. With the refugees out, they left, and Watcher hung helplessly in space, abandoned in the floating wreckage of two fleets. Of course, the act that left him stranded in the cold of space, also saved him, as the beholders chased after them, hoping to claim more slaves, no one noticing the single warforged floating amid the other wreckage. It took days for Watcher to finally get to a usable hull, and longer still to finally get it running enough to jump to the nearest system.
Finally getting to the Kingdom of Arcadia, those he was suppose to protect had moved on and forgotten him. He decided from then on, he wouldn’t worry about others, no flags, kings, or empires would be worthy of his caring. Only himself, maybe a few good shipmates, if he could find any, can’t be abandoned by them that way. When the chance came up, Watcher got himself picked up by a privateer ship. The Arcadians that gave them the contract meant little, but the chance to sail with a crew again was worth it, and the coin of course. In fact, the only flags that meant something was the Starforge and Beholders. And they were both set to burn as far as he was concerned. That’s where he meet Dakkon. He took a liking to the man. He wasn’t sure if it was the shared self interest, the disregard for ‘higher’ causes, or simply they were both just a little crazy. Well, that and he wasn’t someone whose bad side you wanted to get on.