In order to survive, it's sink or swim
They've always said it's a dog eat dog world
What went wrong?
Survival of the fittest, the strong eat the weak
If it's the world that our wisdom will lead
Well tell me what went wrong
What went wrong?
I've paid my dues, I've sold my soul
So tell me what is left for me
When I've given up everything
So, what was I envisioning?
No matter how picturesque it was,
I never felt anything
You see, even if I reassessed my outlook
I was only longing for that scenery
I'm probably emotionless
I wonder what was I envisioning?
But no matter how picturesque it was,
I never felt anything
You see, even if I reassessed my outlook
I was only longing for that scenery
I'm probably emotionless
Is this world so far torn from the truth?
To maintain a balance between good and evil
Is it just kill or be killed?
Is the world so simplistic?
Could someone please try and fucking tell me?
NORTHERN ENGLAND EARLDOM OF NORTHUMBRIA VIKING SETTLEMENT
It was a Saturday,
the day the Vikings customarily bathed.
And the English were well aware of this cultural practice.
E-Enemy attack!
Burn them all!
Don't spare the women or children!
His Majesty has ordered us to kill them all!
Sword
Hang in there! This is it!
Yeah!
I killed Snorri!
Dang it...
All right! Spear unit, up front!
Charge!
Aww man, the battlefield went that way.
Why do I always get killed so fast?
Dead men aren't supposed to talk, Thorfinn.
You're always the first one to die, Faxi.
Yeah.
In Valhalla, in heaven, you get to feast on meat every day.
You can't enter Valhalla unless you're a strong warrior.
Oh, I see.
Does that mean my mother and sister can't go to Valhalla?
Defeated in battle, Thorfinn?
Careful not to die on the snow, or you'll get sick.
What?!
You're leaving tomorrow?!
You're so lucky! Where are you going this time?
To Norway. I'm not going there for fun.
I'm going to trade goods.
These rugs and furs can be exchanged for wine and such things.
Then I'm going too!
No, you most certainly are not.
Who died and made you king?
What? You're no fun.
You can hit an ice flow for all I care.
We need wine before the end of the year.
Back in my home country, we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ with it.
My father likes mead.
Why don't you ask him for some?
It has to be wine.
I was hoping I could find some in this village, though.
Thorfinn.
Can you pass on a message to your father for me?
What?
A longship is coming.
How's this, boss?
That nasty hole should be patched for good.
Try putting some water in it.
This is tricky work.
You put too much strength into it, Thors.
Father!
I'm over here, Thorfinn.
Father!
It's another longship! A really huge one!
They asked for Thors the Troll. They haven't spoken another word since.
When they say Thors, do they mean our Thors?
Troll?
That's not your ordinary raiding band.
They're a far cry from Halfdan's gang of ruffians.
Oh, Thors!
Are they planning to invade this village?
Warriors of Jom!
I am right here!
They're bowing to Thors.
I never imagined you'd come this far looking for me.
Floki.
I haven't seen you since that Norwegian expedition, Thors.
It's hard to imagine a man like you hiding here at the ends of the earth.
State your business, Floki.
Well, then. First, permission to disembark.
Just who is Thors, anyway?
I always heard he'd seen his share of battle when he was young.
Quiet down, Ari.
He's never been one to talk about himself after all.
Hey, I wanna see too!
He said something about "Warriors of Jom," right?
Know anything about them?
Not really...
Is Father angry about something?
They made a surprise attack while they were bathing.
Countless Danes in the Danelaw have been murdered by the English.
It is said that among the slaughtered was Princess Gunhilde, sister to King Sweyn of Denmark.
And now the king has the perfect pretext:
avenging the death of his sister.
A great war is brewing.
This is where we come in.
War?
Quiet.
We Jomsvikings will be joining the Danish side.
An invasion of England will be underway by the coming spring.
Do what you will.
This is a small village at the northern edge of the world.
The matters of great kingdoms across the sea are none of our concern.
That's not quite true, I'm afraid.
Chief Sigvaldi has ordered all forces to return to Jomsborg for further instructions.
No exceptions.
Do you understand?
Even if that man deserted the army.
Deserted?
Captain of the Jomsvikings.
Thors the Troll.
Your participation is required...
in this coming battle.
Thors.
The chief is making you a very merciful offer.
After going missing fifteen years ago,
you have a chance to return to the battlefield with honor.
This is the official story being offered to you. No further questions asked or required.
That should make it quite clear how much the chief values your skill.
You did not need to come on a longship just to tell me that.
You've unsettled the villagers.
You've changed a lot, Thors.
Or perhaps it was this village that changed you?
Run away!
He's scary.
This is a nice village.
I can tell from the children.
They've lived a life free from war until today.
Hear that? There's gonna be a war!
Wow!
It'll be my first one!
They sailed all the way across the sea just to recruit Thors!
Your father must be something special!
But do you really think they'll take us with them?
Well, maybe not a weakling like you.
What are you talking about?
I guess they only take hardened warriors.
In that case, I'll pass the test.
None of you have ever cut a man down, huh?
Well, that's what separates the men from the b—
Sorry.
I'm not on some child's errand, you know.
If you refuse to participate in the coming battle,
my mission will fail and the chief will lose face.
I cannot afford to go home empty-handed after such an insult.
You understand, don't you?
The Jomsvikings.
A company of warriors based out of Jomsborg, a port town in Wendland.
So it turns out that Thors was once a Jomsviking.
Are they strong?
Very.
So strong, in fact, that the king of Wendland is unable to levy any taxes upon them.
They take pride in being the strongest army in the Northern Sea.
Withdraw! All troops, return to the ship!
Withdraw!
What was that? He sounds pissed.
You've been saved, Ari.
Heed my word, villagers!
I am Floki of the Jomsvikings!
I am charged with recruiting the hero Thors Snorresson to join our forces.
Hero?
Thors has graciously heeded our call and will be providing a longship of his own.
Any who would dare may travel to Jomsborg with Thors!
Farewell, Thors!
May we meet again in battle!
We're going to war!
Holy shit, that's awesome!
How many decades has it been?
What?!
I'm gonna kill 'em all!
It's every man's calling to die with honor on the battlefield!
That settles it! We've got to prepare for the voyage tomorrow!
Yeah!
I guess you couldn't say no, Thors.
I've involved the village in this madness.
A long time ago, I used to earn my living by murder and death.
But one day...
One day, I no longer wanted any part of it.
I was tired of killing. Tired of death.
So I ran away.
I left the battlefield.
I thought I had successfully faked my death.
Couldn't you just do it again?
If I run this time, the village will pay a bitter cost in my place.
The Jomsvikings never forgive deserters.
The time has come for me to face my past.
All right! Ready?!
One, two...
Heave-ho!
Come on, pull!
Heave-ho!
What? I thought you were leaving today, Leif.
Thors asked for a change in plans.
I'll be accompanying his longship on the trip.
I see.
That'll make for a safer journey.
And if things get hairy, we'll be there to watch your back.
Here we go.
Wonderful to hear.
Pull, pull!
Heave, ho!
What is it with these folks and their excitement for battle?
You're so mean!
Thorfinn, you vile dog!
Surround him!
That'll show ya!
I got him, I got him! I killed Thorf—
That hurt!
Hey! You're supposed to be dead, Thorfinn! He killed you fair and square!
Follow the rules!
Yeah, that's right!
What's wrong with you?
Are you okay?
Don't just walk away, Thorfinn!
Now pull! Raise mast!
One, two, three!
All right! One more time!
Thors!
Can you take a look at the boy?
Ow!
Yep, it's broken.
This is too rough for child's play.
Keep the splint on for a month or so.
Thanks, Thors.
Thorfinn did it!
He's no fun to play with!
He won't go easy on anyone.
We're not gonna let him play with us anymore!
Is that true? My son did this?
Yes.
I-I'm sorry about that.
I'll talk to him about this.
Oh, what's the harm?
It's just kids being kids.
He's only six, right?
If he can hurt kids that are four or five years older than him,
he must be pretty strong.
The boy's born to be a warrior.
He really does take after you, Thors.
You're giving me all of this, Dad?
They're family treasures passed down from your grandpa.
Fight with all your might!
Ari!
Lookin' good, Ari.
Check out this beauty!
She once lopped off a horse's head in one slice!
Wow, it's huge!
If you want the job done right, a spear's the way to go
Says you! Shall we fight and see?
What's gotten into you?
Don't throw everything on the floor!
Hey, are you listening to me?
I'm going to throw it away if you don't pick it up. Got it?
Go ahead. I don't need it anymore.
Why are you turning the storeroom inside out?
Where are our weapons?
Huh? Weapons?
I need a weapon.
If I get one...
Lemme guess...
you're thinking about becoming a warrior and sailing on your father's ship?
I'm telling you now, don't waste your time trying.
You're just a little boy.
Thorfinn.
It's beautiful.
What is it? What's wrong, Ylva?
Do you want a sword, Thorfinn?
A sword is a tool for killing people.
Who are you going to kill with this?
The... The enemy.
And who is your enemy?
Like... maybe Halfdan.
Listen to me, Thorfinn.
You have no enemies.
No one has any enemies.
There is no one that you should hurt.
Th-That doesn't make sense.
Father, you're going off to battle tomorrow.
You're going to kill enemies, right?
I'm not a kid anymore.
You're lying, Father.
Even I can tell!
Thorfinn!
Thorfinn?
You're wide open!
Hey, watch it!
Look.
You made me bleed.
Helga.
Yes?
Take care of him for me.
Slight breeze from the west north-west.
The waves are calm.
Odin is in a fine mood this morning.
It's the perfect day to set sail.
Indeed.
FAROE ISLANDS STREYMOY
You all heard him say it!
If I can hit his head throwing left-handed, that entire barrel's mine.
No way.
You can talk after you hit it.
I beg you, God...
All right, you lousy Christian.
If you dodge, I'll kill you.
Hey! You ducked, you bastard!
You're dead meat now!
Move. It's my turn.
Oh no. Poor friar...
I toldja not to duck!
Your aim just sucks!
Hey, Jomfellows.
Care to have a drink with us?
So stiff, those polearms must be stuck up their arses.
Forget them.
They're too good to drink our swill.
Hey!
How many points do I get for his leg?
Your men are as boorish as ever, Askeladd.
They just don't care for the Christians, Master Floki.
Enough about that.
Let's talk business, shall we?
My men and I are tired of being cooped up in this backwater.
The broad details have not changed.
You will be compensated with five pounds of gold.
I will only pay you in exchange for his dead body.
His ship and cargo are yours to do with as you please.
Just kill Thors.
It’s just like a burning torch in the storm
Like a little flower blooming in the home
Bear a strong, unwavering volition
As long as you still show some kindness
A misty moon
I’m missing you
Lap up the sprawling scenery
As the beat of your heart runs free
Listen to me, sail away again, again
I pray you light the way through uncharted seas
The voices of those behind you are torn towards the unknown world
Unfurl your sails, you're not alone
So brave the stormy seas
Face that darkness