5.00
bytebiker
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(109d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses14
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost4.02b
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Brutor
5.00
bytebiker
Silent Running People[SIRUP]old (space)fart
Last Active
Jan 16, 2015
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (109 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses14
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost4.02b
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-4020461940
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
It took place in one of those ugly lowsec-systems, only a few jumps away from Pator, about 40 years ago. Freelancers attacked a small amarr convoy.
Instead of "liberating" some megacyte, as they thought, they freed about 2.500 Minmatars, enslaved by the Ammar and on their oneway-trip to the asteroid-mines. Among them a boy at the age of 8 who lost his parents during the raid. They belonged to the unlucky ones who were imprisoned in the freight compartments, which were torn into pieces by the last rounds of hybrid fire before the convoy surrendered.
His uncle, the only left relative with a small merchant base in ryddinjorn, took care of him. Under his guidance he flew his first Mammoth at the age of 13 and a few years later, tired of boring trade routes, he took the small frig his uncle had given him to start his own business
... and began settling some unfinished business!
Instead of "liberating" some megacyte, as they thought, they freed about 2.500 Minmatars, enslaved by the Ammar and on their oneway-trip to the asteroid-mines. Among them a boy at the age of 8 who lost his parents during the raid. They belonged to the unlucky ones who were imprisoned in the freight compartments, which were torn into pieces by the last rounds of hybrid fire before the convoy surrendered.
His uncle, the only left relative with a small merchant base in ryddinjorn, took care of him. Under his guidance he flew his first Mammoth at the age of 13 and a few years later, tired of boring trade routes, he took the small frig his uncle had given him to start his own business
... and began settling some unfinished business!
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jan 2015
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -