"Oh, o-o-oh... no. I am no fool... I know that I could not take the Darkspawn myself without the help of the Grey Wardens. I am... merely wandering, actually, it's complicated." She rambled, choosing to evade any explanation of her quest for signifigance. The young mage's skin shimmered wet from the water in the stream she drank from earlier. From behind her back, she pulled out an old oak staff, used to practice her skills in magic. "I am really quite tired from the journey from Denerim... perhaps if I were to help gather some fish from the stream, I could rest here for an hour or two in order to set my destination straight?" Scarlet asked. She was quite skilled in creating a storm in literal terms. This would suffice her well in electrocuting some of the fish to make things easier for her. It wasn't her intention to impose her services in an effort to join in on their quest, but a favor in return for a favor is usually how she came about her buisness. It would also do well to turn back any mistrust they had for the stranger that stumbled in to their camping grounds.
It would also do well to observe the group to see what potential harm they may impose. As far as she could tell, a Quanari, a wicked-looking mage, a Dalish Elf, and two humans walked into a tavern and... oh, that was just the beginning to a godawful joke. The Quanari and the Elf is whom interested her the most, seeing as the shopkeepers who took her in were a bit... judgemental of other races. Needless to say, she was advised to stay with people of her own race, but she had her own mindset. And the witch? Well, the witch just creeped her out. She cleared her throat and her train of thought and gave a weak smile as she twiddled her fingers, waiting for their response.