The whole story of Túrin Turambar is BY FAR the most pitiful and sad. Loses his father in the Battle of Unnumbered Tears, sent away to Doriath by his mother, accidentally murders Orgof in Thingol’s court, and goes on the run believing himself to be an outlaw. He then gets captured and tortured by Orcs, his long time dear friend Beleg saves him, but in fear he slays Beleg by mistake. Finally he gets to Nargothrond which gets absolutely decimated by Glómund the Dragon. Afterward he takes up a nomadic life style, finds Nienor, and falls in love with her, completely unaware that she is his long lost sister. Túrin then sets out to slay the Dragon, and in the end he prevails, but is wounded. Nienor finds Túrin, and Glómund, who restores her memory. Realizing that Túrin is her brother, Nienor casts herself over the nearby waterfall. Túrin, when he comes to, learns of Nienor’s fate and slays himself with his own sword………….. If THAT is not pitiful, I don’t know what is.