5.01
Kara Rorqlavich
Aug 22, 2020
Jul 14, 2017(8y)
Jul 14, 2026(87d)
Combat
Kills732
Losses58
Efficiency93%
ISK
Destroyed939.80b
Lost13.83b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills19
Solo Ratio3%
Final Blows77
Points732
Other
NPC Losses9
NPC Loss Ratio16%
Avg Kills/Day0.23
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Vherokior
5.01
Kara Rorqlavich
Last Active
Aug 22, 2020
Birthday
Jul 14, 2017 (8 years old)
Next Birthday
Jul 14, 2026 (87 days)
Combat
Kills732
Losses58
Efficiency93%
Danger Ratio84%
ISK
Destroyed939.80b
Lost13.83b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+925.97b
Solo
Solo Kills19
Solo Ratio3%
Final Blows77
Points732
Other
NPC Losses9
NPC Loss Ratio16%
Avg Kills/Day0.23
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine traverse,
In the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine - and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense, and we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade.
The years thunder by, The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.
Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse
In the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine - and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense, and we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade.
The years thunder by, The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.
Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse
Dashboard
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Solo Kills0
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Blob Factor0
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Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -