"Who am I? Where am I?"

I've travelled long from Dacia to west where I've heard to locate free land for mr to farm. This is all I can remember I rise up from the ground where I lie. I look around myself I see that I don't have much clothing on me nor much money on me.

I have forgotten my old name and most of my past. Until I can remember it I'll call myself acording to an old legend I heard long time ago, or at least I'd remember it so. I look at the sun, it is still high.

"So south is in there and thus this road goes from east to west..." I look the road to the west and east.

"I might as well follow this road untill I arrive in some place I wan't to be in."