Vendric is a base born child, raised within an orphanage having been abandoned there by his mother at a very early age. Neither especially bright nor a handsome boy, Vendric is well within the ordinary standards of Bree-Land folk. In his youth he very much liked to keep himself to himself. Not because he was the unfriendly sort but because he enjoyed his own company. He was, and still is a very inquisitive lad. A trait of his which often got him into trouble yet he always managed to defend himself. At the age of thirteen he was taken as an apprentice to the local weaponsmith, starting with simple fetch and carry tasks before eventually rising to the anvil.

It had always been a dream of his to forge a sword of his own and explore the lands of Middle-Earth. Lands he had heard in songs and tales from the bards outside the orphanage. His Master often laughed at this, having been there to mend Vendric's cuts when he tried to teach himself how to fight in the yard. There he continues to work to this day, now sixteen years of age, alongside his additional job working within the Prancing Pony Inn under the watchful eye of Butterbur.