"large rewards for their release, vowing to send monies to Hommlet as soon as they return to Dyvers."Four weeks after their rescue, a passing caravan will deliver to the PCs a sack laden with--wait for it--one hundred silver pieces. Are you kidding me?? That's only 5 freakin' gold pieces at AD&D exchange rates, just barely enough cash for the entire party to split a half gill of Ulek Elixir at the Welcome Wench.*
A hundred platinum would have been a worthy reward, sealing a bond of mutual goodwill between merchants and party; 100 gold would have been a respectable gesture--at least fueling a nice post-dungeon bender. A friggin' thank you note would have been appreciated--it's always nice to know that your good deeds are remembered. But 100 silver?! That's just an insult. If I were a PC I would be all "Screw the Temple, let's hunt down those cheap-ass merchants!"
* According to the handy conversion tables at the back of my notebook that I have not bothered to ever use in a hundred years there are 4 gills to a pint, so a half gill is [avert your gaze--mathifying taking place] ... 2 ounces or approximately 66 mL if your feeling metric-dependent.