The dimensional crack deposits her on a tall hill overlooking a river, the sea, and a low-tech walled city.

(There are also outlying farms, which aren't depicted.)

Ooh, some strange new city. That's a lovely hill with a bit of a castle on top, and it's right at the mouth of a river, as cities are wont to be.

She looks around and sniffs the air for anyone liable to have seen her arrival. Her fox form is kind of obvious; She looks like a big orange wolf from a distance. If she's not already spotted, she'll try a disguise.

The dimensional crack wasn't exactly subtle on this end of things, and it's likely that she's been spotted by one of the people on one of the hippogriffs which are flying quite quickly towards her. 

Yeah she is now: Invisible, inaudible, unsmellable, and has illusions obscuring her tracks as she bolts towards the forest.

The hippogriffs land on your vacated hill, but are unable to pick up your scent. Some of their riders dismount, but are unable to pick up your tracks. 

One of them takes a signal horn and blows into it, a simple but catchy melody.

Being invisible is draining and she was already kind of low on energy and needs to preserve option value. She cuts it out when she gets past the treeline. The illusions covering her tracks will fade in about an hour, for the same reason.

She notices that she's kinda panicking. But sheesh! Those giant flying things are scary!! Maybe she should just stay the hell away from the city??

She will sniff about for signs of what kind of forest this is, and also a rabbit or a deer or some other prey animal, to calm down.

She finds her rabbit. 

Cronch.

She shifts, to skin it and-

-No, she can't go changing back and forth willy-nilly right now. She just eats it whole, skin and all. She's long since learned that this kind of thing won't really hurt her.

Hmm. What now...

She should probably get far away from where those birdknights were looking. You know, just in case. And she hasn't seen an ocean in a while. She makes her way ocean-wards through the forest, taking at least a little bit of care not to leave too much of a trail.

It's a clear day on the Conqueror's Bay.

If there ever were a rabbit that chose take a trek across unimpressionable cobbled streets, and then if those streets were after scoured clean by four hours of rain, and also the rabbit were an Awakened rabbit, with levels in Ranger, and had taken care to hide its tracks--Marcus Endrin could Take Ten and follow that rabbit. 

Can Weiss give him a Perception check against DC 34?

With her magic-infused fox whiskers and an unknown but large number of years watching out for cryptids and cursed places in the wild?

Yeah.

There's a human holding a loaded crossbow sneaking up on her. When she notices him, he isn't near enough to have line of sight on her--but he doesn't seem to be having any trouble retracing her steps.

He thinks that he's sneaky, which might be why he came alone.

Her ears twitch in annoyance. A hunter. And she can't actively cover her tracks nearly as well as some of her sisters.

She just wanted to watch the ocean for a bit! The people around here are really paranoid! It must be pretty cursed around here or something, though she didn't really feel anything especially bad in the woods so far...

Is it a magic crossbow, she wonders, with a brief infusion of energy into her eyes?

It's an incredibly magical crossbow.

Some of the bolts he's carrying are magic too, independently of the crossbow, including the one he's loaded in it. 

He's also wearing magic armor, a magic necklace, a magic cloak, two magic rings, a magic headband, a magic circlet (which takes a different slot than the headband), a magic belt to hold his trousers up, and a pair of magic shoes. He carries a magic bag and his pockets are full of magic doodads. 

Do her powers enable her to tell what the magic does, or only that it exists?

She can tell that it exists, and roughly how strong it is (a lot, all added up), but not what exactly any of it does. Ugh. She has never seen a humanoid with that much magic. Even that wizard lizard with the fancy tower! Ugh ugh ugh.

She leaves an illusion in her lounging spot of a disembodied cartoon fox face sticking out its tongue and making 'pbbpbpbpbbt' noises, and vanishes again, trying to leap sneakily into a treetop, using illusion to cover her bulk.

If there's gonna be a fight she wants to pounce.

The hunter slips around a tree, stealthy as can be, finally getting a clear view of--

--that can't be the fox he was tailing. But it's pointed at him, and sticking out its tongue, which means his approach was noticed.

Rather than advancing, or retreating the way he came, or standing still, he darts off perpendicularly and finds the most defensible place to stand that he can in one round.

He shouts something in Taldane. Does Weiss comprehend Taldane?

Nope, not at all.

She can throw her voice down into the clearing, though.

"Yeah, hi. I didn't understand that. Here's some Notal. Elegantly, the North Tongue, Atsosi. And Kalgin I guess. Rotten language."

The hunter cycles through a few languages of his own, to no better effect.

But he takes the bolt out of his crossbow and stows the weapon, smiling. 

...You've gotta take a chance sometime. If there are cryptids about she'd want to check up on an unfamiliar fox, right? And she has little to fear from an unloaded crossbow?

So she can just go down. Any second now.

She drops to the forest floor and looks over at the guy. Ears pressed flat and painfully obviously anxious.

The hunter sits down, crosslegged, to make himself smaller, and holds his hands up to show that they're empty. He speaks in a low and soothing voice, although the words aren't any more comprehensible than they were before.

Every second that passes without a sudden assault is helping. She's not even usually this anxious, but, birdknights!! And extremely magic hunter!!

...Yeah, this isn't going to work without more illusion work. She's long since become completely natural with them, but they do still cost a bit of energy.

Image of a fox napping on a glowy blue rock with lush flora around it! Fox falls through a glowy blue hole! Fox sees birdknights and dramatically poofs up and hisses. Fox turns translucent in a puff of smoke and runs off.

Image ends.

The hunter nods his head understandingly, and then stops when he realizes that he doesn't know whether nodding one's head means the same thing to her as it does to him.

The hunter digs in a satchel for paper and a charcoal pencil, and begins sketching something that makes no sense, before scribbling it out in frustration and starting over.

This time he sketches the bay that she saw--he points in the direction of the bay, in case his drawing isn't clear--, and the river, and the city, with birdknights on the margins of the city... birdknights with big smiles on their faces... and he points at the city, says words in his language, and then draws a bident-looking thing with a short handle and long prongs.