-0.15
Aikira Kaneshiro
Feb 26, 2019
Apr 23, 2018(8y)
Apr 23, 2027(249d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses19
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost354.93m
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Amarr
Khanid
-0.15
Aikira Kaneshiro
Last Active
Feb 26, 2019
Birthday
Apr 23, 2018 (8 years old)
Next Birthday
Apr 23, 2027 (249 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses19
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost354.93m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-354932495
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice
~ Loveless Acts III-V
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice
~ Loveless Acts III-V
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Feb 2019
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -