-1.89
Kmita Eisenhorn
Feb 14, 2016
Aug 27, 2010(16y)
Aug 27, 2027(360d)
Combat
Kills3,322
Losses112
Efficiency97%
ISK
Destroyed2.70t
Lost14.43b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills62
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows304
Combat Points3,322
Other
NPC Losses4
NPC Loss Ratio4%
Avg Kills/Day0.57
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Intaki
-1.89
Kmita Eisenhorn
Last Active
Feb 14, 2016
Birthday
Aug 27, 2010 (16 years old)
Next Birthday
Aug 27, 2027 (360 days)
Combat
Kills3,322
Losses112
Efficiency97%
Danger Ratio96%
ISK
Destroyed2.70t
Lost14.43b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+2.69t
Solo
Solo Kills62
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows304
Combat Points3,322
Other
NPC Losses4
NPC Loss Ratio4%
Avg Kills/Day0.57
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Not so the Borderer:- bred to war,
He knew the battle’s din afar,
And joyed to hear it swell.
His peaceful day was slothful ease;
Nor harp, nor pipe, his ear could please
Like the loud slogan yell.
On active steed, with lance and blade,
The light-armed pricker plied his trade -
Let nobles fight for fame;
Let vassals follow where they lead,
Burghers to guard their townships bleed,
But war’s the Borderer’s game.
Their gain, their glory, their delight,
To sleep the day, maraud the night
O’er mountain, moss, and moor;
Joyful to fight they took their way,
Scarce caring who might win the day,
Their booty was secure.
He knew the battle’s din afar,
And joyed to hear it swell.
His peaceful day was slothful ease;
Nor harp, nor pipe, his ear could please
Like the loud slogan yell.
On active steed, with lance and blade,
The light-armed pricker plied his trade -
Let nobles fight for fame;
Let vassals follow where they lead,
Burghers to guard their townships bleed,
But war’s the Borderer’s game.
Their gain, their glory, their delight,
To sleep the day, maraud the night
O’er mountain, moss, and moor;
Joyful to fight they took their way,
Scarce caring who might win the day,
Their booty was secure.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Feb 2016
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -