- Created on
- …
- Next Birthday
- …
- Last Active
- …
- Security Status
- 5.00
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 31
- Losses
- 173
- Efficiency
- 15%
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
ISK
- Destroyed
- 6.93B
- Lost
- 16.79B
- ISK Efficiency
- 29%
- Balance
- -9.86B
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 8
- Solo Ratio
- 26%
- Final Blows
- 17
- Points
- 30
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage
Damage Dealt1.2M
Damage Taken2.2M
Damage Ratio36%
Combat profile
How they fight, with whom and against whom — last 90 days
Activity
What they fly and where they fight
Most Valuable
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Top ListsLast 90d
Hulls LostLast 90d
Losses broken down by hull class.
Career
Corporations flown for, most recent first
Dominus MachinarumSince Saturday, 12 December 200931 Kills165 Losses
Native FreshfoodSince Saturday, 12 December 20090 Kills0 Losses
The OverlordsSince Tuesday, 7 April 20090 Kills0 Losses
Native FreshfoodSince Tuesday, 7 April 20090 Kills0 Losses
MagiTech Alliance Inc.Since Wednesday, 3 December 20080 Kills11 Losses
Native FreshfoodSince Sunday, 30 November 20080 Kills0 Losses
MagiTech Alliance Inc.Since Friday, 28 March 20080 Kills0 Losses
Republic UniversitySince Saturday, 23 February 20080 Kills0 Losses
In-game bio
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Forever shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Forever shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.