Answer:
What gets whiter the dirtier it gets?
You cannot keep me until you have given me. What am I?
When I come in from sea to shore twenty paces you'll see No less no more.
I am black of eye and bright of hair. I fast into the ground and follow my lord as he races around the world. What am I?
You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board I'm often described like a mop.
If you can spot one of these eastern warriors, it means they're not doing their job right.