Quinc4623
Dec 17, 2018
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(206d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses27
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost3.65b
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Quinc4623
Last Active
Dec 17, 2018
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (206 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses27
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost3.65b
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-3645685525
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
A sticky note redirects you from the captains quarters to the corner of a major cargo-bay. There you find a metallic...hut.
Stacks of refined tritanium ingots for walls, with armor plates for a room. Small beams of light emerge between the ingots and 650mm holes in the roof. You see door propped up between with gaps on either side, wide but nearly but not quite wide enough to slip through. Examining it, there is clearly no powered mechanism unlike any other door on a modern station, you also notice the thing's made of wood, expensive in the depths of space.
You poke your head between the wooden frame and tritanium piles to see a pile of objects of wildly differing values and mysterious origins, with some sort of activity in the far corner. You pull back and notice a sticky note commanding you to "Please Knock!" with an arrow gesturing to figurehead with a heavy ring hanging from it's mouth. Vaguely remembering protocol from an encounter with a Amarr holder, you pull back
Stacks of refined tritanium ingots for walls, with armor plates for a room. Small beams of light emerge between the ingots and 650mm holes in the roof. You see door propped up between with gaps on either side, wide but nearly but not quite wide enough to slip through. Examining it, there is clearly no powered mechanism unlike any other door on a modern station, you also notice the thing's made of wood, expensive in the depths of space.
You poke your head between the wooden frame and tritanium piles to see a pile of objects of wildly differing values and mysterious origins, with some sort of activity in the far corner. You pull back and notice a sticky note commanding you to "Please Knock!" with an arrow gesturing to figurehead with a heavy ring hanging from it's mouth. Vaguely remembering protocol from an encounter with a Amarr holder, you pull back
Dashboard
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Efficiency0%
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -