- Created on
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- Next Birthday
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- Last Active
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- Security Status
- 0.20
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 0
- Losses
- 2
- Efficiency
- 0%
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 26K
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
- Balance
- -26K
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage
Damage Dealt0
Damage Taken918
Damage Ratio0%
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
The Blackstone GroupSince Thursday, 8 March 20070 Kills2 Losses
AliastraSince Thursday, 8 March 20070 Kills0 Losses
Fury HoldingsSince Wednesday, 8 November 20060 Kills0 Losses
AliastraSince Wednesday, 8 November 20060 Kills0 Losses
The Blackstone GroupSince Monday, 26 June 20060 Kills0 Losses
AliastraSince Monday, 26 June 20060 Kills0 Losses
AU-BraveSince Saturday, 24 June 20060 Kills0 Losses
Center for Advanced StudiesSince Saturday, 24 June 20060 Kills0 Losses
In-game bio
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine -
And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine -
And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.