Crimson stopped dead and froze.  "What did you just cast..." he asked quietly.  

"Supposedly it's supposed to tell me if there's any magical presences in the area. I didn't glean anything from it, however it's entirely possible I cast it incorrectly." Truthfully he had only ever read about it once before, but he wasn't about to admit that. "Why?"

A weapon! The hare's large ears flattened as the ground immediately below Crimson caved in, spilling into a cavity a couple yards underground.

The General let out a startled yell and stumbled away from the hole, nearly tripping over multiple tree roots in the process.

Crimson might've been able to tell that it wasn't a hole at all, but a tunnel, which stretched further than could be seen in on both sides. The soil that had fallen in with him would make venturing in either direction difficult, but not impossible.
 Opulenti raced to the edge of the hole, but his attention was more on the surrounding woods than the struggling deity below him. "Are you hurt?" he called down to him, slowly scanning the trees as he spoke. His eyes narrowed as he saw an odd shape crouched behind a tree. "Who are you?" he shouted commandingly. "Show yourself at once."

Opulenti gave Neer a hard stare. Truthfully, he wasn't expecting a human. Based on the description of the locals, whatever was terrorizing their hunting parties was anything but. Still, anyone that wasn't a beast was probably someone the general could at least try to reason with. "You. Are you responsible for all this?" he swung his cane in a vague gesture to the hole. "Are you the one attacking the hunters?"