FEARNAUGHT O'BREQ
Open University of Celestial Hardship [0UCH] 
Art of War Alliance [AWA] Minmatar Sebiestor
Last ActiveJul 18, 2020
BirthdayNov 3, 2013 (12 years old)
Next BirthdayNov 3, 2026 (6 days)
Combat
Kills2,532
Losses64
Efficiency98%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed164.29b
Lost2.56b
ISK Efficiency98%
Balance+161.73b
Solo
Solo Kills102
Solo Ratio4%
Final Blows406
Combat Points2,532
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.53
ActivityInactive
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Bio
Hiya Peeps
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Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a Sansha Cell
Extinguishing the fires in a Private Hel
Provoking the heartache to renew The Licence
Of a bleeding heart poet in a Fragile Capsule
Propping up the crust of the Glitter Conscience
Wrapped in the christening shawl of A Hangover
Baptised in the tears from The Real ...
________ taking liberties since, like ......... forever!!
psssstt!!! .......... Click to join eve-radio Ingame Channel
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Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
Thy Polaris beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kasrasi.
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear ...
☠
Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a Sansha Cell
Extinguishing the fires in a Private Hel
Provoking the heartache to renew The Licence
Of a bleeding heart poet in a Fragile Capsule
Propping up the crust of the Glitter Conscience
Wrapped in the christening shawl of A Hangover
Baptised in the tears from The Real ...
________ taking liberties since, like ......... forever!!
psssstt!!! .......... Click to join eve-radio Ingame Channel
\\o/ irc.coldfront.net #eve-radio
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
Thy Polaris beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kasrasi.
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear ...
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