There was a king that wanted to go to war. But before that, he decided to go see the Oracle of the nearest temple, in order to estimate his chances and to have a clearer vision of his destiny.
However, oracles always seem to speak nonsense (and with poor grammar), and this one was no exception.
The King - Greetings, wise Oracle. Tell me, if the Gods approve, where should I go to war?
The Oracle - Gamble strike a feline throw just away the useless french wine.
The King - That... is not very helpful... And what is "french" anyway? Nevermind, my next question is: will I win this war?
The Oracle - Evil persons speech, planet on dessert stack. Inspiring rodent sense fish on upper leg. Float above the wicked person of sorcerer era.
The King - It doesn't seem so good... But still, how will I be remembered after all of this?
The Oracle - Family ruler, of parasite ruse. Mark negation, proud dragon on marathon track.
The King - Somewhat better, I guess. Lastly, how will I die?
The Oracle - Hide demand and dry clear of dodging small bird. Automatic ship with swimming pilot, a furious pace on scepter path.
The King - I'll look out for birds then? Thank you, wise Oracle, even if I'm not sure what to think of all this.
Who was this king, and what were the Oracle's predictions?