I am not far from the dwelling of a woman who is not my mother--this hamlet, from what I can determine, is known as 'New Bark Town.' Indeed, I am heading to the road leading away from it.

[A purple, jewel-eyed imp seems to have climbed up Jarlaxle's body in the meantime. It grins toothily at the camera.]

Ah! My new little friend wishes to say hello.