Dude, Your Henchman Sucks!
Henchmen and henchwomen: (henceforth I'm only using henchman or Hench as unisex terms.) Many parties have them. They are the lucky towns folks that the bard coerces, the fighter intimidates, the cleric guilt's, and the wizard geases into carrying all of the groups stuff. In Adventures with a high level of resource management, a good henchmen just loaded with food and torches can mean the difference between getting home or starving to death in the dark while a bunch of albino blullywogs look on hungrily from the darkness. Characters ask allot form their henchmen. Imagine the pitch, party leader to perspective henchman: "You carry all this stuff into a dangerous place filled with monsters, test uneven ground, and open risky looking doors. If any of us live, we will give you enough gold to feed your family for a year. You know gold right? It's that stuff you have only dreamed about that can buy a crap ton of dried fish and pickled cabbage for the winter. Yeah