Vintarion hails from Western Gondor, precious Dol Amroth, where the Swan-Knights and Prince Imrahil dwells. By his Grey eyes, and dark brown hair, it is recognizable that he is one of them Dunedain from Gondor.  Many decades ago, his family settled around outskirts of Dol Amroth, great and an honest family, raised Vintarion so well. Elvish politeness, calm gestures and good-will. His mother taught these to Vintarion. But in the other hand, his father, taught him something different than his mother. 

His father taught him to fight, fighting like a berserker, they knew no bounds. Eventually, Vintarion became a strong man, his height is over 6' and his shoulders gone ever wide just like his arms. Vintarion used shields, great-swords and bows, his weapon choice was always a sharp, long blade.

Sooner or later, his father deceased within a strong fight of Orc raid, Vintarion fought besides his father, he is been successful, but you couldn't say the same for his father. Years later, his mother deceased with the mourn of her husband, she never could find the peace after her husband's death. 

Those all events, hurt Vintarion from deep and made him hungry for blood. Without any thought he joined the Army of Gondor, they appointed him to the West-Gondor, his homeland. And he accepted to being under a wing of Imrahil without objection. He did not ride with Swan-Knights, All he did is being in-command of his leader, and doing tasks for him in secrecy, like a courier, a scout, like a Ranger.

After those years of serving, Vintarion started to work with mariners. He fonded of Great-sea, loved to be in ships, hunting, fishing and being free. But not many years later, he is been ordered to join a council in Imladris. He went there, with a half-willing heart. The Elves greeted him and met with Elrond of Rivendell. Lord Elrond were already informed by his past and situation, he understands. In those years, Vintarion been in service of House of Elrond.

In years, his movements been dispatched by Rangers of Annuminas and Evendim, Calenglad, the Leader at Tinnudir, invited Vintarion for a visit. They asked him, their Kinsman, for aid. Vintarion accepted without any objection as well. Together, they gave a decent defence of Annuminas, it was successful. Though it was around those moments, he got captured by a couple of orcs and been a prisoner. His Kin could not find him unfortunately, he has been tortured, and scarred. 

Sooner or later, Vintarion managed to run, he made back to his city after a long and difficult pilgrimage. But, he was not the same, almost a different person. He live a vain life, with an empty look in his Grey, deep eyes. Not eating frequently, nor drinking, basically does not caring about himself. 

One of these days, a common city guard questioned and attempted to search him about his attitude, that pumped his fury unconsciously and he has slain that guard, away from eyes, at there quickly. That made Vintarion a vigilante. And he ran, swiftly to Imrahil, confessed his crime and Imrahil went almost mad. In the code of his city, Vintarion needed to be executed. 

But, Imrahil gave him a chance, he told him to get away, and never step back inside of this city again. After that day, Vintarion got away from Realm of Gondor, within dark, leather clothes, and he wrapped a black cowl around his face. He ran to the North, ventured into Bree-Town, people around here mostly knew him as a stranger and one of those Rangers. He keeps being in secrecy, and helping in good deeds for Free-Folk. Even though, Vintarion is still kind, loyal, noble and a faithful man.