AbbyssalChimera says:
The amount of money reflects a reward given to the group by one of the Drakse burgermeisters after helping to foil a terrible raid on their city during Getränkefest, a much loved festival of drinks.
But in regards to the rewards, the amulet and alchemy jug were to be a grand prize in the festival's drinking contest. Seeing as how you saved it, everyone votes for the party to take it in thanks and appreciation.
As far as the world goes, it is good for the most part, but still dangerous and tainted. The wild world is all about and most try to respect it in Imprei and Dräkse after a pact with the elves and other spirits that reside there. Druid circles are, interestingly, few and far outside of the northern forest peninsula in Imprei's borders.
Talyn Vrinn enjoyed watching the city's bacchanal from a shady street cafe, the excesses and debauchery reminded him of his home so far beneath his feet. When the attacks started, the drow sighed, finished his wine, pulled his hood over his silver hair, and casually engulfed at least a dozen invaders in a field of ill light! He strode into the sunlight proudly, calling down column after column of burning radiance onto these people who were now his enemies for disrupting his meal as much as threatening the city. He would have stayed hidden and easily dispatched the invaders but he was an emissary himself.
"Run, dogs, or burn in the light of my Empyrean lord, Tantalus Hyperuranus!"
Talyn shouted similar things as the fight progressed like he was reciting a script... and he was. When he'd been recruited into the Empyrean's Praetorians down in the Underdark, the fallen godling who ran the adventuring company promised him ever-increasing power so long as he spread the name and goodness of Tantalus Hyperuranus far and wide. Little did Talyn know that would involve doing mostly good works in his patron's name, much less that it would lead him to the surface. Yet here he was: a Drow ironically brimming with light and fire doing good deeds to help a spoiled godchild get back into the good books of its celestial parents.
A wall of fire surrounded and roasted another dozen invaders alive.
Talyn didn't mind helping others. He even found it enjoyable considering how thankful and generous those he helped usually were. The others who stepped up to drive back the horde were an odd mix but Talyn knew to take assistance when it appeared. He wondered how the city officials and citizens would react to being helped by such beings but his experience in the place so far told him that rich rewards lay in their future. He didn't even mind when the automaton rained meat and beer down over him as it took out a raider. The fight didn't last long after that.
While later accepting the city's thanks and tokens of appreciation in the main square, Talyn again briefly spoke to the assembled throng about the beneficence of his patron without whose power and grace he could not have helped those who fought beside him save the city. This motley band might be useful to him if they stayed together for a while, Talyn thought.
