May 5, 2015
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(123d)
Combat
Kills111
Losses23
Efficiency83%
ISK
Destroyed10.81b
Lost2.05b
ISK Eff.84%
Solo
Solo Kills22
Solo Ratio20%
Final Blows55
Points111
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Last Active
May 5, 2015
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (123 days)
Combat
Kills111
Losses23
Efficiency83%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed10.81b
Lost2.05b
ISK Efficiency84%
Balance+8.76b
Solo
Solo Kills22
Solo Ratio20%
Final Blows55
Points111
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Vae Victis
Speak of the North! A lonely moor
Silent and dark and tractless swells,
The waves of some wild streamlet pour
Hurriedly through its ferny dells.
Profoundly still the twilight air,
Lifeless the landscape; so we deem
Till like a phantom gliding near
A stag bends down to drink the stream.
And far away a mountain zone,
A cold, white waste of snow-drifts lies,
And one star, large and soft and lone,
Silently lights the unclouded skies.
I am the one who preys on the weak
I offer everything they seek
And I am the one who comes richly endowed
Harvesting crops of fields that other have ploughed
Speak of the North! A lonely moor
Silent and dark and tractless swells,
The waves of some wild streamlet pour
Hurriedly through its ferny dells.
Profoundly still the twilight air,
Lifeless the landscape; so we deem
Till like a phantom gliding near
A stag bends down to drink the stream.
And far away a mountain zone,
A cold, white waste of snow-drifts lies,
And one star, large and soft and lone,
Silently lights the unclouded skies.
I am the one who preys on the weak
I offer everything they seek
And I am the one who comes richly endowed
Harvesting crops of fields that other have ploughed
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen May 2015
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -