0.05
Apr 2, 2026(0y)
Apr 2, 2027(344d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses0
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost0
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Amarr
Amarr
0.05
Birthday
Apr 2, 2026 (0 years old)
Next Birthday
Apr 2, 2027 (344 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses0
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance0
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
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Bio
╔╗╔╗ ╔╗╔╗║║╔╗ ╦╗╔=╔=╔╗™
║╗║║ ╠╣╠╣║║╚╗ ║║╠=╠=╠╝
╚╝╚╝ ╚╝║║╚╚╚╝ ╩╝╚=╚=║
Koh Lonnik
High-Sec Miner
Ore > Noise
ISK > Talk
I mine. I move. I profit.
There was a time I lived for the fight.
Fast ships. Clean kills. Every undock a promise of danger. I flew light and hit hard, trusting my instincts and my scanners to keep me alive. Most of the time, they did.
Until they didn’t.
Low-sec. Quiet system. Too quiet. I found a lone cruiser and warped in without thinking. The trap was already set. Scram. Web. More ships dropping cloak around me. I burned hard, overloaded everything—but it was over before it began.
My ship broke first.
Then my pod.
They didn’t rush it. They held me there, floating in the wreckage, long enough to understand I’d lost. Then they cracked it open.
Waking in a fresh clone should’ve been routine. It wasn’t.
Something stayed behind in that pod.
I tried to go back. Same ships, same hunts. But hesitation crept in, and in this life, that’s enough to get you killed. So I stopped.
Sold the ships. Walked away.
Now I mine.
High-sec. Quiet belts. No surprises. Asteroids don’t lie—they give you exactly what they are. No traps. No games.
Just work.
Sometimes I still feel it. The pull to fly something fast and dangerous again. But I remember the silence before the pod cracked—
and I stay where I am.
The ore flows. The ISK stacks.
║╗║║ ╠╣╠╣║║╚╗ ║║╠=╠=╠╝
╚╝╚╝ ╚╝║║╚╚╚╝ ╩╝╚=╚=║
Koh Lonnik
High-Sec Miner
Ore > Noise
ISK > Talk
I mine. I move. I profit.
There was a time I lived for the fight.
Fast ships. Clean kills. Every undock a promise of danger. I flew light and hit hard, trusting my instincts and my scanners to keep me alive. Most of the time, they did.
Until they didn’t.
Low-sec. Quiet system. Too quiet. I found a lone cruiser and warped in without thinking. The trap was already set. Scram. Web. More ships dropping cloak around me. I burned hard, overloaded everything—but it was over before it began.
My ship broke first.
Then my pod.
They didn’t rush it. They held me there, floating in the wreckage, long enough to understand I’d lost. Then they cracked it open.
Waking in a fresh clone should’ve been routine. It wasn’t.
Something stayed behind in that pod.
I tried to go back. Same ships, same hunts. But hesitation crept in, and in this life, that’s enough to get you killed. So I stopped.
Sold the ships. Walked away.
Now I mine.
High-sec. Quiet belts. No surprises. Asteroids don’t lie—they give you exactly what they are. No traps. No games.
Just work.
Sometimes I still feel it. The pull to fly something fast and dangerous again. But I remember the silence before the pod cracked—
and I stay where I am.
The ore flows. The ISK stacks.
Dashboard
Stats
Kills0
Losses2
Efficiency0%
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost200.75m
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses2
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -
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