He’s a half-draconequus, one of the custom races in our campaign world. Many of them were sired by Discord during his reign over Equestria. Their homeland is a tropical island south of Equestria where a lot of them moved to escape the suspicion often aimed at them due to their heritage. There, they have no ruler, instead functioning as a loose confederation of communities operating as horizontally organized anarchist societies.
He’s 864 years old, the youngest offspring of Discord ancient zebra soothsayer. After his mother died in childbirth, he was sent to the half-draconequus homeland and raised by his own kind, developing an anarchopacifist worldview and a “free love” attitude towards intimacy. Being only half zebra, he speaks in couplets, but never quite gets the rhyme right. It seems as if a rhyme is planned, but then the last word doesn’t hit.
Feeling a need to make up for the death of his mother, he became a doctor of obstetrics and gynecology, and took a strict vow of nonviolence. Instead of resorting to violence, he relies on diplomacy, seduction, and a bit of enchantment magic when necessary.