Ravensblood Forest deserve's got nothing to do with it

"Lovely to meet you, Scout Master," Wraen dipped muzzle politely, admitting Thorin as her equal. Except his trade was not as far-fetched as hers. 

"That's all there is to know about them. Besides I find living people more compelling than the dead ones," and as she said this, she glanced quickly over her shoulder, as if she had seen something. Maybe a ghost or maybe it was just an act. Wraen never told this.

"How did you come here?" she asked. 

After some small talk they went their separate ways.