Vikings: Valhalla takes you on a wild ride. New generation of Vikings faces political chaos, explores fresh lands and fights for glory. Set 100 years after original series, this show is packed with action. Expect epic battles and characters with depth. You will be glued to your seat. It’s gonna be a thrilling adventure.

Meet the characters from Vikings: Valhalla

Leif Eriksson

Leif feels like the guy who can smell land ten miles out and then get distracted by a weird bird mid-landing — explorer, optimist, and utterly stubborn. He’s the light-footed seafarer who actually loves the idea of new places more than the politics back home, always sketching maps that look half-legend, half-obsessed doodle. He’s brave in a way that’s almost casually reckless, but also weirdly sentimental about tiny things (has a soft spot for some ridiculous shell collection, don’t ask). Honestly he’s the kind of leader people follow because he believes in something bigger, even if he leaves his maps under a pile of knitting.

Freydis Eriksdotter

Freydis is pure, glorious chaos in human form — fierce, loud, and the kind of person who will glare a whole hall into submission and then tuck a stray child under her cloak. She’s terrifyingly brave, has a moral code that shifts depending on the moment, and somehow her kindness and cruelty live in the same breath (like, she’ll share her bread and then smash your face). She’s complicated, unapologetic, and probably carries a knife in a place you’d never check. Also rumor has it she hums lullabies while planning raids, which makes sense and makes zero sense, and I love that.

Harald Sigurdsson

Harald is theatrical ambition with a battle-hardened smile — exiled, worldly, carved out of steel and salt from years in foreign courts and battlefields. He’s the grand strategist who loves a good story; every move feels like part of some larger epic that only he sees, and yeah, he’s magnetic and a little brooding. He can be warm and rallying one second, cold and terrifying the next, like a storm that apologizes before it hits. Also, he probably braids his cloak meticulously (obsessive) and writes terrible poetry when drunk, which I’m not saying is historically accurate but it makes sense.

Olaf Haraldsson

Olaf is this fierce, pious force of nature — a devout man who will preach, command, and then personally see to it that you know the cost of defiance. He’s got that holy-king vibe: single-minded, deeply sincere, and alarmingly uncompromising; converts or consequences, pick a side. But he’s also oddly gentle sometimes, like he’d carry a wounded sparrow and then make you repent for stealing it, which is frankly adorable and terrifying at once. He’s the kind of leader who prays before battle and still insists on leading the charge, which is extremely Olaf.

King Canute

Canute reads like the patient chess grandmaster of the North — calm, cunning, and always three moves ahead, with a smile that is very inconvenient when it happens. He’s pragmatic to the bone, can be warm in a measured, terrifyingly effective way, and is the sort of ruler who arranges marriages and storms with the same manic attention to detail. There’s a humility story people like to toss around (the sea thing, you know), but also he’s quietly ruthless when policy demands it, like a man who polishes his crown and then polishes you out of the equation. Also he really seems to love dogs? Don’t know why that stuck with me but okay, Canute and a hound, yes.

Emma of Normandy

Emma is the political spider in velvet — smooth, cunning, and brutally efficient at turning marriages into empires without apparently trying too hard. She slips between languages and courts like she was born in three places at once and has this chilling knack for keeping secrets that make people both trust and fear her. She’s maternal when she needs to be, cold when the ledger requires it, and somehow endlessly capable of smiling while rearranging loyalties. Quirky detail: she’s probably into needlework of very specific designs and hums French chansons at inconvenient moments.

Earl Godwin

Earl Godwin is the classic power-broker — loyal when it suits him, merciless when it doesn’t, and always smelling faintly of forest and authority (okay that’s poetic but also accurate). He’s the kind of noble who knows exactly how to balance law, threat, and a generous tavern night to keep people in line; not flashy, just effective. He can be paternal and warm with allies and then somehow bite like a trapped wolf when he’s crossed, which makes you respect and fear him simultaneously. Also he probably has this ridiculous laugh that turns into a command, and yes he definitely has a favored hunting dog.

Jarl Estrid Haakon

Estrid is an absolute force — smart, ruthless when she has to be, and also fiercely protective of her people in a way that makes diplomacy read like art. She cuts through nonsense, plans long games, and will absolutely fight in person if diplomacy fails (and it often does, somehow). She’s got tenderness — maybe with animals or a chosen few — but don’t mistake that for weakness; she’ll curve your throat and then sip tea like nothing happened. Small detail: her braids are immaculate to a ridiculous degree, like alarmingly perfect braids, which somehow fits her whole vibe.