The Shaman and the Bard

One was born into the wrong tribe and another tribeless. Living in Mordor is hard enough without the added pressure of the Gravewalker threatening you for simply existing and the tribes you’re unlucky enough to be born into seeing you as nothing but a disappointment. They have to make it somehow and they doing it the only way they know how: by surviving day to day, no matter what the next day may bring.