This was ridiculous. The last thing he needed now was to be killed. It would require all sorts of explanations. They didn't hand out new bodies just like that; they always wanted to know what you'd done with the old one. It was like trying to get a new pen from a particularly bloody-minded stationery department.
To the adventurer, the bag of holding was the ultimate tool, a rich reward for a successful hunt, heralding bigger and better takes to come, but most adventurers didn't have real jobs. Most people with real jobs, if they had any use for a bag of holding, just went out and bought one as part of a daily run to the market.