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She winces as she's caught, though she really should have expected her outburst to be heard, and subsequently steps out from her hiding spot and faces Locke and the frog duo.

"Oh my, there's two of them. You're going to be stew in your own city, Ash, nice job."

She smiles softly, giving a slight bow to the three.
"Nice to meet you....Leap. I'm Leah Corvain, of the Corvain Couriers. I was walking by and was just startled by your companion. It's not often you see such a sight in this city."
Bluff: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
+2 to the check if potentially sexually attracted :P

"I'll just be off if you don't mind, busy day and all!"
She moves to step past them, the smile from her face melting away and turning into obvious nervousness.

"Gang trouble, and this man just walks right into the middle of it? Maybe this town will get a little interesting tonight."
Ashlynn tails the pale-haired man, though she's far from proficient at staying out of notice; It's likely that Locke would notice he's being followed by the would-be investigator with simply a glance behind him.

After seeing who the man stops to chat with, the young girls slightly more than a bit taken aback, and her surprise overrides any attempt of stealth.

"Is that a giant frog?!" she exclaimed before clamping a hand over her mouth and trying to duck behind a nearby building.

"Graceful today, aren't we, Ash?"
Stealth: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

Languages I'll be using, assuming nobody has any opposition:
Elvish - Urdu
Aklo - Vietnamese

Fwiw; My first downtime action isn't me saying 'give me a free roll for sleeping in', just think about it for a second and you'll probably get it.

And obviously the DC 10 Gather Information check I made was to determine who one of the other PCs was :P Success!

Downtime check for Goods, assuming you're okay with that
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
2 Goods resources, assuming use of the values from chart 2 on the downtime rules wiki page. Only going to purchase one, -10g

Ashlynn woke up to an afternoon breeze and a cracked window in what she considered one of the better kept taverns in the city. Rather late in the day and unbecoming for someone of her upbringing, though it was just about the proper time for someone of her particular talents. A night spent wooing and tricking the poor son of a local grocer into being an effective personal delivery-boy for food certainly doesn't give someone the opportunity to wake up to the sunrise, after all.
She got out of bed and lazily dressed before wandering down to the common room and mingling with customers and employees alike, learning what today's horde is chatting about.
Diplomacy: Gather Information: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
She takes special note of a couple well-armed individuals and spends a fair bit of time staying within earshot of them, especially the man wearing a curved blade on his hip.

Here's my character alias.
Profile will be posted as I finish up.