Morric grabs the rope with his strong hands. 

“she offered me a much more powerful weapon. One that could slay dragons!”

as soon as he moves into the room, Vydar's ever present scowl deepens then he looks at Amdaeng, "NO! We came here to get it out so that's what we are going to do." He turns his glare to Lev who volunteered to get it out. "You better actually be able to lift the thing out. We need it in one piece and even if you escaped death twice already i don't think there's any coming back if you fall in lava." 

He fingers the scroll with the instructions to craft the cursed weapon, any thought of tossing it into the flames is now out of his mind. No, if these things are more powerful than that dagger that had showed him that horrible vision, then with a weapon like that would prove incredibly useful. The saying, fight fire with fire crosses his mind. Hah, more like fight darkness with darkness. All his life he'd been treated like some sort of devil, and the only person he'd called family suffered and died because of that. They think he's a monster? Fine, he'll be a monster. 

"We are going to take it out, and once we do I'm going to look it over before we do anything else to it." He says staring into the lava. "That dwarf might have seemed fine and all, but who knows if that was his true character. The greatest evil often hides behind a mask of benevolence."

“Yes,” Lev says, letting out a breath and tracing the name that’s engraved on the haft of his glaive. “Everything dies.”

He sets the glaive down, seeming a bit hesitant to do so as if not wanting to part with it. He shakes his head, “If I’m right though, I won’t die until I’ve seen vengeance.” He forces himself to leave the glaive, accepting the rope and the damp rag. 

“Thanks,” he says before covering his face with the rag. It will be hard to breathe through but he has zero intention of falling prey to those mushrooms. He then takes the gloves, nodding to Iolinder before preparing to take the leap of faith.

(OOC: Lev is now at 23 hp) 

The group secures Lev to the rope and anchors it to the stone holding the arbalest. With the fatalistic man in place, and three or so others holding the rope secure, he will be easy to lower, but will be harder to bring back up. Morric bites on some licorice and places his gauntleted hands on the rope, "Ok Lev, you ready to go?"

(OK, lets do some rolls: Other PCs can support Lev from above in various ways (Be creative, if you have a good idea, it could effect the DC of things, the release of mushroom spores,Lev's saves, etc If Iolinder is casting Bless, choose three or four targets, which should help those saves vs the voice and the toxins)

(we have 4 types of mushrooms, (D4), and will use some dex/ athletics saves to try to avoid disturbing the fungus too much (or some of the types may release spores) At the same time, something below is trying to manipulate you via telepathic communication and there is potential for charm or higher level things, so, we will let the dice tell the story here a bit.

LEV: I'm going to have Lev make 5 dex saves to only lightly brush up on the mushrooms, unless he comes up with a better way to get down with less contact (Using guidance on the first). If Iolinder casts bless, Lev can add 1d4 to saves, but not ability rolls, the DC is 11 and you will need to decide if you want him to touch down on the bottom or not)

With the combined strength of three PCs and the arbalests to help anchor, it will be easy to lower Lev, the hard part will be bringing him back up with the heavy Anvil!

(I'll roll D4's to see what type of mushroom Lev touches, and then the effects (which in theory will be less severe as he is not ingesting them and has his face covered)

Bless to:

Lev because he's going to need it.

Morric because he's the strongest and should be the anchor for getting Lev back up. And he may need help with other saving throws.

And myself to help make sure I maintain the spell.

((Can Lira cast ray of frost on some of the mushrooms? Freezing them might make them harder to 'activate' so to speak.))

(For Lira: Its worth a try to see what will happen to them when they are hit by the frozen ray)

"I wish I could go down there and help, but with this heat I'd just be in the way," Lira admits, peering down at the mushrooms, "Maybe I can make it a bit safer from here though." Touching her amulet, she tries sending a frosty bolt at one of the black mushrooms to see what happens.

Ray of frost to hit 16, damage 5 cold

The black mushroom seems to almost recoil from the cold ray, it being used to a warm humid climate.  It releases some dusty spores into the air angrily, then seems to shrivel and close up in a protective manner.  

((Do the spores seem more or less dangerous than the mushroom itself? Nature: 8 -.- ))

(Still a new study but Lira guesses eating them is worse than the airborn spores for this type of fungus.)

((Ok, she will try to hit all of the black ones that seem closest to where Lev will pass as he's lowered.))

Amdaeng watches anxiously feeling kind of useless and unable to assist meaningfully....

Zarbyn remembers how strong the gloves he has make him feel. He grabs ahold of the rope to add his strength to Morric's and whoever else might be helping, "Once he has has the anvil it will take most of us to haul him back up."

Once Lira has frozen all the mushrooms she can, she will grab on to the rope as well.

Using the rope and with Morric holding her belt, she is able to lean over and hit many of the mushrooms. She seems very sensitive to the heat, the the cold ice makes the mushrooms close up defensively.   This gives Lev a clearer path to the bottom.

Lev looks down, eyeing the mushrooms and noting the difference that Lira's magic had made. Could he.... possibly use the glaive to nock more off? He thought about it for a moment, unsure if that would just serve to release more spores into the air, even with the length of the haft he didn't doubt that the heat from the fire could potentially push the spores upward. 

So he ties the damp cloth tightly around his face and then prepares to descend. 

Acrobatics 1: 22

Acrobatics 2: 17

Acrobatics 3: 18

As he moves he does his best to repel off the wall with his feet, holding his breath as best he can when coming in close to the mushrooms. He also places his feet in whatever gaps he can find, trying not to disturb too many of the fungi. In addition to the mask over his face, he uses one arm to cover his mouth and nose, just as a little extra protection. 

(Make 3 wisdom saves, add bless 1d4 to each roll)

wis 1: 16

wis 2: 11

wis 3: 8

Acrobatics checks don't use the bless, so 18, 16, 14: All good enough)

Lev, using surprising skill lightly touches off the edge, bounding down like a skilled climber to the bottom. Tied firmly to the rope so he can't fall, he stops just before the lava flowing through the bottom, mushrooms of all types on either side.

Once, as Lev's feet touch off, a small amount of black spores from the False Reapers is released. However, his mask stops any ill effects.

Also on the last touch, multi colored spores are released as a sweet aroma fills the air around him (Disadvantage on save vs charm).

As he gets to the bottom, the two white gloves are ready to go. Now, he just needs to decide to trust the dwarf and stick his hands in. If they find purchase, he knows the man spoke true. Then the hard part, the group will need to pull Lev back up, while holding the Anvil. (Lev may use the gloves, describe what he does: Below him is a river of lava, flowing across the chamber. Various mushrooms, some of which have not been identified by Lira seem to flourish in the heat of the volcanic flow.

From above, Lira notes that some of the mushrooms seem to be vibrating, or perhaps slightly shifting as if they sense Lev's presence.

Lev