Manor of Origin (REDUX)

As Chariot opens the door a wave of disbelief and panic start to wash over his mind, tempting him to quickly slam the door.
However he takes a deep breath ( notes that he still can) and fully processes what he’s seeing.

The door leads once again into a large area not connected to the house. This time instead of rolling fields of grass, a dusty gray dirt patch greets the eyes. Several crater like holes dot the landscape, no plant life seems to be present whatsoever. The night sky is even clearer than the field, and to your surprise you find another picnic blanket and telescope.
On the horizon however is something that you’d never thought to ever see and it fills you with a sense of smallness and panic.
Instead of the moon in the sky you see a mostly blue planet with several green land masses.
You find yourself looking up at the planet Earth.

As Chariot opens the door, his bad feelings come to fruition. The door once again leads to a space not fully connected to the house. Chariot steps into a massive forest,the canopy so think no light seems to penetrate it. This by itself wouldn’t be much of a concern, it is the state of the forest that is frightening. Everything as far as the eye can see, is covered in at least a thin coat of web. The bark of the trees and the grass all look sickly or dead. Something has made this place its territory and has nearly destroyed it in doing so. It seems to go on for quite a distance, and a feeling of familiarity tickles the back of Chariot’s mind.

As Chariot tries to turn his attention to the forest in greater detail, Eris gets caught in its holster as its being drawn.
Which causes Chariot to turn his entire attention to it instead. Some of the leather seems to have torn and caught the trigger guard. This’ll take a bit to fix, so he’ll be too preoccupied to contribute for the next few minutes.

As a fey creature, Chariot knows quite a decent bit about the fey wild.
It is without a doubt one of the most wonderful and dangerous places to exist.
It is a realm of pure chaos, where almost anything considered to be even remotely part of nature is possible. A plain of external thunderstorms, sure. Gravity bogs? Why not. A forest full of giant spiders, unfortunately not uncommon.
However the thing about the Feywild is that exudes life, but this forest seems to be withering away and o nothing.
Something is tampering with it, likely the Wishmaker but you can’t know exactly what it did.