Ordnance Enterprises [ORDNA]
2 members
Jul 6, 2016(9y)
0% tax
Combat
Kills23
Losses10
Efficiency70%
Danger Ratio90%
ISK
Destroyed947.60m
Lost2.36b
ISK Eff.29%
Balance-1416252415
Activity
Solo Kills17
Final Blows22
Points23
Members2
Last 90 Days
Kills0
Losses0
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
Combat
Kills23
Losses10
Efficiency70%
Danger Ratio90%
ISK
Destroyed947.60m
Lost2.36b
ISK Efficiency29%
Balance-1416252415
Activity
Solo Kills17
Final Blows22
Points23
Members2
Last 90 Days
Kills0
Losses0
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
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Bio
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Stats
Kills0
Losses0
Efficiency0%
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
NPC Losses0
Final Blows0
Points0