EviI Witch [WITAP]
3 members
Jun 5, 2025(0y)
0% tax
War Eligible
Combat
Kills672
Losses17
Efficiency98%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed504.08b
Lost7.18b
ISK Eff.99%
Balance+496.91b
Activity
Solo Kills465
Final Blows535
Points734
Members3
Last 90 Days
Kills191
Losses6
ISK Destroyed20.61b
ISK Lost1.85b
EviI Witch [WITAP]
Members
3
Founded
Jun 5, 2025 (0 years)
Tax Rate
0%
War Eligible
Combat
Kills672
Losses17
Efficiency98%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed504.08b
Lost7.18b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+496.91b
Activity
Solo Kills465
Final Blows535
Points734
Members3
Last 90 Days
Kills191
Losses6
ISK Destroyed20.61b
ISK Lost1.85b
Bio
Evil Witch
Recruitment Status: Ritual for summoning
public:Rise of Evil
Beware the coven known as Evil Witch—a name spoken only in hushed, trembling whispers, for to utter it plainly is to paint a target on your soul. This is no mere gathering of magic-wielders; it is a collective of pure malice, a timeless force of darkness that has festered in the world’s forgotten corners since civilization’s earliest days. To cross their path is not just danger—it is inevitable, unyielding doom. They do not practice dark magic as a craft, but wield it as a weapon to carve suffering into the fabric of life, bound by a blood oath that demands chaos and the extinction of all light
Their lair lies in the heart of the Whispering Wastes, a desolate expanse where the sun has not shone for centuries. The sky above is perpetually choked with roiling, black storm clouds, and the wind that tears across the barren landscape carries the faint, endless screams of the coven’s victims—echoes that haunt the ears of anyone foolish enough to venture near. At the center of this wasteland rises their fortress, hewn from obsidian black stone that absorbs all light, its spires jagged and menacing, piercing the storm like fangs. Inside, the halls are lined with the bleached bones of those who dared to investigate or resist—adventurers, soldiers, even kings—stacked like trophies. Cauldrons bubble endlessly in the main chamber, their contents a sickly, glowing sludge that melts flesh on contact or curses the unwary to a lifetime of madness. The walls drip with fresh blood, siphoned from living sacrifices whose life force is drained to fuel the covens most vile rituals, each drop a testament to their insatiable cruelty
The witches of Evil Witch are horrors made flesh, barely recognizable as human. Their skin is ashen and taut, stretched tight over protruding bones that look like jagged shards ready to tear through. Their eyes are hollow sockets, glowing with a sickly, malevolent green fire that sees into the deepest, most intimate fears of anyone who meets their gaze—using those fears to break their victims before even lifting a finger. They move in unnatural silence, gliding across the floor like phantoms, their robes woven from pure shadow and stitched with the matted hair of the dead, each strand a relic of a life they’ve destroyed. Their magic is not flashy or grand; it is insidious, creeping into the world like a poison. A single whisper can unleash a plague that decimates a village. A glance can wither fields of crops, dooming entire regions to starvation. A single, cursed touch can turn a parent against their child, a friend against a friend, leaving communities torn apart by suspicion and violence
No one ho has faced Evil Witch and lived to tell the tale remains unbroken.
Recruitment Status: Ritual for summoning
public:Rise of Evil
Beware the coven known as Evil Witch—a name spoken only in hushed, trembling whispers, for to utter it plainly is to paint a target on your soul. This is no mere gathering of magic-wielders; it is a collective of pure malice, a timeless force of darkness that has festered in the world’s forgotten corners since civilization’s earliest days. To cross their path is not just danger—it is inevitable, unyielding doom. They do not practice dark magic as a craft, but wield it as a weapon to carve suffering into the fabric of life, bound by a blood oath that demands chaos and the extinction of all light
Their lair lies in the heart of the Whispering Wastes, a desolate expanse where the sun has not shone for centuries. The sky above is perpetually choked with roiling, black storm clouds, and the wind that tears across the barren landscape carries the faint, endless screams of the coven’s victims—echoes that haunt the ears of anyone foolish enough to venture near. At the center of this wasteland rises their fortress, hewn from obsidian black stone that absorbs all light, its spires jagged and menacing, piercing the storm like fangs. Inside, the halls are lined with the bleached bones of those who dared to investigate or resist—adventurers, soldiers, even kings—stacked like trophies. Cauldrons bubble endlessly in the main chamber, their contents a sickly, glowing sludge that melts flesh on contact or curses the unwary to a lifetime of madness. The walls drip with fresh blood, siphoned from living sacrifices whose life force is drained to fuel the covens most vile rituals, each drop a testament to their insatiable cruelty
The witches of Evil Witch are horrors made flesh, barely recognizable as human. Their skin is ashen and taut, stretched tight over protruding bones that look like jagged shards ready to tear through. Their eyes are hollow sockets, glowing with a sickly, malevolent green fire that sees into the deepest, most intimate fears of anyone who meets their gaze—using those fears to break their victims before even lifting a finger. They move in unnatural silence, gliding across the floor like phantoms, their robes woven from pure shadow and stitched with the matted hair of the dead, each strand a relic of a life they’ve destroyed. Their magic is not flashy or grand; it is insidious, creeping into the world like a poison. A single whisper can unleash a plague that decimates a village. A glance can wither fields of crops, dooming entire regions to starvation. A single, cursed touch can turn a parent against their child, a friend against a friend, leaving communities torn apart by suspicion and violence
No one ho has faced Evil Witch and lived to tell the tale remains unbroken.
Active Members
Stats
Kills191
Losses6
Efficiency97%
ISK Destroyed20.61b
ISK Lost1.85b
ISK Efficiency92%
Solo Kills142
NPC Losses0
Final Blows160
Points253
Dies To (Corps)
