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Cattraknoff
Cattraknoff5.00
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Next Birthday
Last Active
Security Status
5.00

Combat Record

Career-long numbers from eve-kill

Combat
Kills
955
Losses
296
Efficiency
76%
Danger Ratio
94%
ISK
Destroyed
546.13B
Lost
85.42B
ISK Efficiency
86%
Balance
+460.72B
Solo
Solo Kills
46
Solo Ratio
5%
Final Blows
230
Points
902
Other
NPC Losses
18
NPC Loss Ratio
6%
Avg Kills/Day
Activity
Inactive
Damage
Damage Dealt17.4M
Damage Taken6.5M
Damage Ratio73%

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

In-game bio

Head of the Church and Disciples of Space Piracy.

My mail is always open to anyone who wants to talk.

May yer lasers burn bright, yer missiles strike true, an' yer warp core never fail ye. May the wrecks of yer foes fill the void behind ye, an' the spoils o' battle weigh down yer cargo hold. Fly bold, and let the stars bear witness to yer glory!except Good Sax, may their ammo misfire, their shields falter, an' their fleet scatter like drones in a smartbomb’s blast! May the void itself curse their escapades with endless dry runs and broken modules!


Oh, stars that gleam in the velvet night,
Guide me ship on a course so right.
Through asteroid belts and nebula’s glow,
To treasures vast where the riches flow.

For a pirate’s heart beats not for love,
But for crates of gold from the skies above.
Sweet plundered goods and relics rare,
A bounty bold beyond compare.

Ye drones and wrecks, my quarry fine,
Each holds a promise, a jewel divine.
A captain’s chest, a cargo hold,
Brimmin’ with ISK and loot untold.

Yon officer’s wreck, a glimmerin’ prize,
A Sansha's hoard to bedazzle the skies.
Seventy billion from Chelm’s trove,
Enough to make a pirate rove.

So raise the rum, let the cannons sing,
For fortune’s bell doth loudly ring.
A pirate’s dream, a spacefaring tale,
To chase sweet booty with a solar sail!