5.00
Tymora B'urri
Mar 28, 2026
Oct 26, 2009(16y)
Oct 26, 2026(63d)
Combat
Kills874
Losses226
Efficiency79%
ISK
Destroyed258.17b
Lost30.32b
ISK Eff.89%
Solo
Solo Kills53
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows198
Points874
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio2%
Avg Kills/Day0.14
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Achura
5.00
Tymora B'urri
Last Active
Mar 28, 2026
Birthday
Oct 26, 2009 (16 years old)
Next Birthday
Oct 26, 2026 (63 days)
Combat
Kills874
Losses226
Efficiency79%
Danger Ratio98%
ISK
Destroyed258.17b
Lost30.32b
ISK Efficiency89%
Balance+227.85b
Solo
Solo Kills53
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows198
Points874
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio2%
Avg Kills/Day0.14
ActivityInactive
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Bio
"These are not the hands of a killer."
And they weren’t. Manicured to mechanical perfection, the nails polished immaculately, cut short at exactly two millimeters past the tip of the finger.
"Yet, we both know that I am. I have seen lives ended at the hands of enraged cattle, good people’s shells stripped apart by inelegant tools of destruction. I have in turn killed this cattle, throwing their lifeless husks to the hungry void. I have fought enemies sheltered by walls they thought would keep them safe. I have imagined their screams in my mind. My lasers danced across their unshielded armor-stripped hulls exposing empty interiors to space and I smiled as they died."
"These are not the hands of a killer," she said, looking squarely into the eyes of the young man across from him, "but this is the face of one."
And they weren’t. Manicured to mechanical perfection, the nails polished immaculately, cut short at exactly two millimeters past the tip of the finger.
"Yet, we both know that I am. I have seen lives ended at the hands of enraged cattle, good people’s shells stripped apart by inelegant tools of destruction. I have in turn killed this cattle, throwing their lifeless husks to the hungry void. I have fought enemies sheltered by walls they thought would keep them safe. I have imagined their screams in my mind. My lasers danced across their unshielded armor-stripped hulls exposing empty interiors to space and I smiled as they died."
"These are not the hands of a killer," she said, looking squarely into the eyes of the young man across from him, "but this is the face of one."
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No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Mar 2026
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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