5.00
26d ago
Apr 1, 2022(4y)
Apr 1, 2027(223d)
Combat
Kills3
Losses62
Efficiency5%
ISK
Destroyed118.23m
Lost17.54b
ISK Eff.1%
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio33%
Final Blows3
Points3
Other
NPC Losses27
NPC Loss Ratio44%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityLow
Amarr
Amarr
5.00
Last Active
26d ago
Birthday
Apr 1, 2022 (4 years old)
Next Birthday
Apr 1, 2027 (223 days)
Combat
Kills3
Losses62
Efficiency5%
Danger Ratio56%
ISK
Destroyed118.23m
Lost17.54b
ISK Efficiency1%
Balance-17421201263
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio33%
Final Blows3
Points3
Other
NPC Losses27
NPC Loss Ratio44%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityLow
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
I am N.R.D.S.
Cavarymen's Prayer
Halfway down the trail to Hell,
In a shady meadow green
Are the Souls of all dead Troopers camped,
Near a good old-time canteen.
And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddlers’ Green.
Marching past, straight through to Hell
The Infantry are seen.
Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marines,
For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.
Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene.
No Trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he’s emptied his canteen.
And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddlers’ Green.
And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,
Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean,
And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
Just empty your canteen,
And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddlers’ Green.
Cavarymen's Prayer
Halfway down the trail to Hell,
In a shady meadow green
Are the Souls of all dead Troopers camped,
Near a good old-time canteen.
And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddlers’ Green.
Marching past, straight through to Hell
The Infantry are seen.
Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marines,
For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.
Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene.
No Trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he’s emptied his canteen.
And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddlers’ Green.
And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,
Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean,
And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
Just empty your canteen,
And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddlers’ Green.
Dashboard
Stats
Kills1
Losses0
Efficiency100%
ISK Destroyed8.47m
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency100%
Solo Kills1
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor1
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows1
Points1
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