5.01
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 20, 2005(21y)
Jan 20, 2027(132d)
Combat
Kills1,120
Losses454
Efficiency71%
ISK
Destroyed2.04t
Lost23.42b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills4
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows48
Combat Points1,022
Other
NPC Losses4
NPC Loss Ratio1%
Avg Kills/Day0.14
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Gallente
5.01
Last Active
Jan 22, 2015
Birthday
Jan 20, 2005 (21 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 20, 2027 (132 days)
Combat
Kills1,120
Losses454
Efficiency71%
Danger Ratio99%
ISK
Destroyed2.04t
Lost23.42b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+2.02t
Solo
Solo Kills4
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows48
Combat Points1,022
Other
NPC Losses4
NPC Loss Ratio1%
Avg Kills/Day0.14
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
The Legend is known to all of our kind and has been told and re-told countless times in each and every House. Now, you shall know the tale...
Galactos, the Maker, a being of nigh infinite wisdom and power, moving through space...tending to the machines that crept and flew over its skin. But then the skies turned to flame, and the Adversary roared through the planetoid like a vengeful ghost, corruption following in its wake.
The disease spread, and the Adversary laughed as Galacto's creations turned against their Maker. Destruction was imminent, and the Maker did the only thing it could. It shut down, severing the link connecting all lifeforms which served it.
The foundries grew cold, the factories became quiet...and all was still. But before the Maker fell into its slumber, it channeled its awesome might into the creation of five angels. the Protrarchs, each devoted to serving the Maker.
Galactos, the Maker, a being of nigh infinite wisdom and power, moving through space...tending to the machines that crept and flew over its skin. But then the skies turned to flame, and the Adversary roared through the planetoid like a vengeful ghost, corruption following in its wake.
The disease spread, and the Adversary laughed as Galacto's creations turned against their Maker. Destruction was imminent, and the Maker did the only thing it could. It shut down, severing the link connecting all lifeforms which served it.
The foundries grew cold, the factories became quiet...and all was still. But before the Maker fell into its slumber, it channeled its awesome might into the creation of five angels. the Protrarchs, each devoted to serving the Maker.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jan 2015
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -