-4.01
Iona Urazoe
Aug 20, 2019
Feb 4, 2017(9y)
Feb 4, 2027(123d)
Combat
Kills665
Losses0
Efficiency100%
ISK
Destroyed1.24t
Lost0
ISK Eff.100%
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows89
Combat Points672
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.19
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Sebiestor
-4.01
Iona Urazoe
Last Active
Aug 20, 2019
Birthday
Feb 4, 2017 (9 years old)
Next Birthday
Feb 4, 2027 (123 days)
Combat
Kills665
Losses0
Efficiency100%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed1.24t
Lost0
ISK Efficiency100%
Balance+1.24t
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows89
Combat Points672
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.19
ActivityInactive
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Bio
No more shall the righteous cower before evil
"Bermoiya felt himself stop. He gazed into the alien eyes. And saw nothing. No pity, no compassion, no spirit of kindness or sorrow. He looked into those eyes, and at first he thought of the look criminals had sometimes, when they'd been sentenced to a quick death. It was a look of indifference; not despair, not hatred, but something flatter and more terrifying than either; a look of resignation, of all-hope-gone; a flag hoisted by a soul that no longer cared. Yet although, in that instant of recognition, the doomed convict was the first image Bermoiya clutched at, he knew immeditately it was not the fit one. He did not know what the fit one was. Perhaps it was unknowable. Then he knew, And suddenly, for the first time in his life, he understood what it was for the condemned to look into his eyes."
"Bermoiya felt himself stop. He gazed into the alien eyes. And saw nothing. No pity, no compassion, no spirit of kindness or sorrow. He looked into those eyes, and at first he thought of the look criminals had sometimes, when they'd been sentenced to a quick death. It was a look of indifference; not despair, not hatred, but something flatter and more terrifying than either; a look of resignation, of all-hope-gone; a flag hoisted by a soul that no longer cared. Yet although, in that instant of recognition, the doomed convict was the first image Bermoiya clutched at, he knew immeditately it was not the fit one. He did not know what the fit one was. Perhaps it was unknowable. Then he knew, And suddenly, for the first time in his life, he understood what it was for the condemned to look into his eyes."
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Last seen Aug 2019
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