Not being fit for fighting, Zebrastripe turned himself to the magical arts and crafts. He found the paths of the magical sciences, and before he could practice his skills in battle, accidentally transmuted his own matter into pure gold.

Now he's a cool statue to put in the lair's lounge. Some dragons put clothes on him when they walk by as a joke, so he taught himself, through trial and error, to communicate with other dragons by changing the envoirnment: turning lights on and off, blowing wind at leaves, organizing piles of rocks in arbitrary and surprisingly convenient ways. Sometimes a dragon accidentally trips over one of them, and when that happens, the statue seems to tremble, like if it was trying to laugh.