Answer:
Do what he says and you'll be fine, don't and you lose the game.
A seed am I, three letters make my name. Take away two and I still sound the same.
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
I have a title and many pages I am a genteel of genteel descent I am a killer veteran of war I am a slave to my lord Pledged to his service.
What language does a billboard speak?