Short, feisty, and covered in freckles, Ambrose doesn't exactly know how to style...anything. He usually just picks through the pile of clothes on his floor and wear what smells the best, preferring flowy, comfortable clothes over fashionable ones. You'll catch him in sports shirts and jeans more often than not. The occasional faded band t-shirt also makes an appearance every now and then - t-shirts stolen from his brother (a brother who would have his head if he knew)

Ambrose has the tendency to say smart things. Unfortunately, those smart things have literally nothing to do with school, and everything to do with him emulating his favorite book characters. He rarely gets physical when he's upset, and preferring to get people back in the long term, be it with a snake in their bed or a frog in their pumpkin juice. This boy has seemingly endless ideas to prank people.

Growing up in a strict pureblood family, Ambrose turned out to be the nightmare his parents never though they'd deserve. Sarcastic, short, and favoring manga over jules verne, the boy has a knack for always being in the wrong place at the wrong time. As a result, at one point his parents just...gave up on trying to fix him. They had other kids who could inherit their business, other kids who weren't digging their heels in and fighting them with every chance they got. So he got left alone for the most part. Aside from being forced into the occasional suit, Ambrose genuinely had a good childhood. Grew up on a big estate surrounded by his older siblings, spent a lot of time outside, exploring and finding things that interested him. At one point, his brother dragged him off to a rock concert, and he'd been glued to a guitar and drumsticks ever since, practicing until he forgot how to move his fingers.