Ok, folks, I heard a version of this at a ren faire I was at last Sunday. It is somewhat amusing. I will be using Krook as the 'Wiseman'
Krook was wandering on one grand day, when a ragged begger stopped him witha plea.
"Stop, grand and kind Sir! (this meaning he obviously did not know Krook) Please give me your name and date of birth, and I will divine for you your fortune! With great accuracy, I will gaze into your future and show you what paths you will take, what riches you will gain, and anything else you wish! All I ask is a few tria."
Krook paused for a moment, resisting the urge to spit. But instead, he decided to answer the prophet. "I make ya a deal. I will give ya the tria, but I don't want ya tah say a word. Instead, ya will follow me for the next ten years. Yah will see what paths I will take, ya will gaze upon what riches I may gain, and you will learn of all that I wish. Then, sir prophet, you can divine for me my name and date of birth."