SaltyGoose

""They say fear drives people to do bad things. I've lost my family, my friends, my entire village. Everyone who I have ever cared about is long gone. You know what that does to a person like me? It's made me do horrible things, and if it doesn't make anyone fear me, then I guess it just makes me fear myself even more.""

- -Page 45, Ambert's Diary SaltyGoose, aka Saltygoose on pixilart, Is a member of the Pixilart SMP and is relatively a vague character of sorts. No significant lore has happened, for now.

Appearance
Ambert is a fox/human hybrid with brown hair and hazel eyes. He has 2 orange fox ears that jut from his head and (hopefully) makes him look cute. He has a red plaid jacket with dark red strings and a white undershirt, black pants and white shoes. Has a tail, only shown in maid outfit (skin in progress). Its possible he could be related to Archer a considering they are both half canine.

Personality
Ambert typically tries to make friends in any way he can, and hates being left out of events. He doesn't like to drink alcohol, but will get wasted at the Dogelore Tavern if he's sad enough. He has trust issues, and is slow to making friends. regardless, he loves talking and parties, and has always aspired to do something great.

Ambert also suffers from a condition that was inflicted at a young age. After his dad left, and his mother fell ill, he started to develop Histrionic Personality Disorder. He has been stolen from many times, and this gave him trust issues. This condition further develops after his village and home were burned down.

Origins
Somewhere, deep within a pine forest lay a village. With a small population of 35, these peaceful settlers consisted of Ramlings, Dogfolk, Foxlings, Boarfolk and more. It was a small trading village, with a heavy canopy and natural greenery to protect them from the dangers outside, intertwined with walls to fill in the gaps. Several cabins and small cottages scarcely dotted the clearing, with small farms and crops here and there. A river cut through the middle of the town, used for fishing and netting. A popular bakery sat beside, and a clothing shop sat next to it. The only 2-story building in the quaint little village was the Mayor’s house. The jolly Boarfolk was a fair mayor at that, and had everyone’s best interests in mind, sort of like Birds in a way. The middle of town was always active, and had several stands, trading crops, clothes, tools and accessories, essentials, etc.

A small house with just enough room for a family of 4 sat right at the edge of town, sporting a berry patch and lay beside the nearby brook. The mother, father, oldest brother, and the youngest sister lived a quiet life in the quiet village. All Foxlings, the father was a traveling trader, and the mother was a farmer. Trying to help out with whatever he could, the son helped with trading items and valuables, helped harvest plentiful berries, and played with his little sister whenever she was feeling down.

One day, the father had to leave the clearing on some form of business. Not getting along well with his wife, they filed a divorce and he left the clearing. He never returned, yet the son still waited, year after year. Taking up his fathers memory, the eldest child went day to day selling items and wares of interest. That was their main source of income and day to day he kept at it. Years passed, and nothing changed in that village. The brother and sister grew older, and were the best of friends.

However, it wasn’t meant to last. One seemingly ordinary day, everyone went about their business. The eldest son sat at the same spot on his little stand that he had every day for the many past years. Then, suddenly, commotion sounded. This wasn’t usual, as nothing ever happened of interest. But there weren't cries of confusement or joy or interest. They were terrified screams, ones that meant danger was near. Before you knew it, the entire forest and the canopy were set ablaze with a corrosive red flame. It destroyed everything it touched, burning everything that the small little town had to offer to a heap of ash to the ground. Houses were burned down to their frames, trees turned to ash, and crops were smoldered away.

The oldest son rushed to his little cottage to witness it engulfed in a raging inferno. Flames from every direction lashed out at him, forcing him to the nearby river where he was knocked unconscious. When he woke, his left leg suffered third-degree burns, and his tail was singed slightly. The clearing was completely devoid of people and greenery: it was all charred to a horrible state. It was all gone. Houses were only left with their stone frames, and the stone walls that had once been hidden by thick vines were revealed and were charred black. Stands were stripped of color, the grass was burned out, and not a single person could be seen. The son walked up to the incinerated cottage that was once his home, and wept to see his mother clutching her little sister, both crushed to death by a wooden beam. His sister was holding her favorite fox plush that the son had sewn for her. It was singed, but fine. He buried them right outside of the burned house. Taking his sister’s stuffed animal, and his mother’s plaid jacket, he left the clearing.

That brother was Ambert10, and thus his story began...

Relationships
Mushburg - Current

Trivia

 * Ambert10 is mute and communicates with sign language (actual signing and literally just writing on signs)
 * Ambert is absolutely terrified of fire, and watching both his village and his home set ablaze still haunts his dreams.
 * One day while travelling, Ambert came across a fox named Chicken. After asking for directions to Mushburg, Ambert said to head East. Confused, the fox stated that he had no sense of direction, and the two parted ways with a goodbye.
 * Under his white shirt Ambert has a Totem of Undying connected on a necklace in case of a tight situation.
 * Both Ambert10 and RingoBingo_ lived in the same village that was burned down, however they were both very young and barely remember each other from that incident.
 * Ambert really likes Cooked Chicken, and finds Mushroom Stew repulsive.
 * Despite trying to retain a collected and cheery demeanor, Ambert is proficiently skilled at pvp and enjoys the adrenaline rush of battle (and he’s also kinda a sadist lmao).
 * In ghost form, most of Ambert’s skin and clothing turn a light blue, symbolizing his sadness, and his eyes turn a faded white. As a ghost, he forgets most of what happened prior to the events beforehand and more on his emotions, and will focus on the negatives and wallow in his despair: kinda like a sad ghostbur.
 * Ambert was one of the first people to join the server, transitioning from the previous 2 SMP’s (regarding his interactions with Archer both times, first, he repeatedly tried to evict Archer from his mountain home, and the second, liked to push him into the giant pit in the middle of town.)
 * Ambert really wants to open a femboy hooters. no context.
 * His favorite music disc is Far, however in an attempt to appeal more to his friend and co-founder Weozel, Ambert says his favorite is Chirp.
 * Ambert sees his pets more like best friends
 * Ambert is also nocturnal, and usually sleeps during the day. However, he doesn't sleep that often for some reason, leaving him to constantly deal with Phantoms trying to attack him.
 * Ambert has a limbo in which he is trapped inside of his old vilalge, however everyone is gone and there is no one to interact with.
 * In response to never receiving a friendship flower from Birbs, Ambert took a strange liking to Wither Roses. While he is incredibly allergic to them, he finds a strange beauty in the deadly flowers.