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Iolo FitzOwen
Jan 31, 2014
Feb 1, 2012(14y)
Feb 1, 2027(169d)
Combat
Kills52
Losses22
Efficiency70%
ISK
Destroyed3.07b
Lost367.34m
ISK Eff.89%
Solo
Solo Kills4
Solo Ratio8%
Final Blows6
Points52
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
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Iolo FitzOwen
Last Active
Jan 31, 2014
Birthday
Feb 1, 2012 (14 years old)
Next Birthday
Feb 1, 2027 (169 days)
Combat
Kills52
Losses22
Efficiency70%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed3.07b
Lost367.34m
ISK Efficiency89%
Balance+2.71b
Solo
Solo Kills4
Solo Ratio8%
Final Blows6
Points52
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Long ago ran the sun on a folk who had a dream
And the heart and the will and the power:
They moved the earth; they carved the stone; moulded hill and channeled stream
That we might stand on the wide plains of Wiltshire
Now men asked who they were, how they built and wonder why
That they wrought standing stones of such size
What was done 'neath our shade? What was pray'ed 'neath our skies
As we stood on the wyrd plains of Wiltshire
Oh what secrets we could tell if you'd listen and be still
Rid the stink and the noise from our skirts
But you haven't got the clue and perhaps you never will
Mute we stand on the cold plains of Wiltshire
Still we loom in the mists as the ages roll away
And we say of our folk, "they are here!"
That they built us and they died and you'll not be knowing why
Save we stand on the bare plains of Wiltshire
And the heart and the will and the power:
They moved the earth; they carved the stone; moulded hill and channeled stream
That we might stand on the wide plains of Wiltshire
Now men asked who they were, how they built and wonder why
That they wrought standing stones of such size
What was done 'neath our shade? What was pray'ed 'neath our skies
As we stood on the wyrd plains of Wiltshire
Oh what secrets we could tell if you'd listen and be still
Rid the stink and the noise from our skirts
But you haven't got the clue and perhaps you never will
Mute we stand on the cold plains of Wiltshire
Still we loom in the mists as the ages roll away
And we say of our folk, "they are here!"
That they built us and they died and you'll not be knowing why
Save we stand on the bare plains of Wiltshire
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jan 2014
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -