5.01
Jun 9, 2018
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(131d)
Combat
Kills121
Losses33
Efficiency79%
ISK
Destroyed41.33b
Lost3.04b
ISK Eff.93%
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows4
Points121
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Civire
5.01
Last Active
Jun 9, 2018
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (131 days)
Combat
Kills121
Losses33
Efficiency79%
Danger Ratio97%
ISK
Destroyed41.33b
Lost3.04b
ISK Efficiency93%
Balance+38.29b
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows4
Points121
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
During the Albigensian Crusade, Arnaud Amalric was a papal legate and inquisitor. During the Crusader siege of Beziers in 1209, he was asked how to distinguish heretics from Catholics. He replied:
Caedite eos. Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius.
(Kill them. The Lord shall know his own.)
This is the origin of the modern phrase: "Kill them all and let God sort it out."
High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee, Jr (RCAF)
Caedite eos. Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius.
(Kill them. The Lord shall know his own.)
This is the origin of the modern phrase: "Kill them all and let God sort it out."
High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee, Jr (RCAF)
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jun 2018
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -