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- Security Status
- 4.60
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 610
- Losses
- 140
- Efficiency
- 81%
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
ISK
- Destroyed
- 78.92B
- Lost
- 40.23B
- ISK Efficiency
- 66%
- Balance
- +38.70B
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 87
- Solo Ratio
- 14%
- Final Blows
- 202
- Points
- 610
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage
Damage Dealt52.6M
Damage Taken3.5M
Damage Ratio94%
Combat profile
How they fight, with whom and against whom — last 90 days
Activity
What they fly and where they fight
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Most Valuable
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Top ListsLast 90 days
Hulls Lost
Losses broken down by hull class.
Career
Corporations flown for, most recent first
Deep Core Mining Inc.Since Saturday, 29 July 20170 Kills0 Losses
Dark-BladesSince Sunday, 3 April 201667 Kills13 Losses
Deep Core Mining Inc.Since Friday, 25 March 20160 Kills0 Losses
Dark-BladesSince Monday, 5 November 2012543 Kills111 Losses
Deep Core Mining Inc.Since Sunday, 4 November 20120 Kills0 Losses
Blades of DoomSince Thursday, 24 May 20120 Kills0 Losses
State War AcademySince Monday, 26 January 20090 Kills16 Losses
In-game bio
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Leadership
"Do you know what leadership means, Lord Snow? It means that the person in charge gets second guessed by every clever little twat with a mouth. But if he starts second guessing himself, that’s the end. For him, for the clever little twats, for everyone. This is not the end. Not for us. Not if you lot do your duty for however long it takes to beat them back. And then you get to go on hating me, and I get to go on wishing your wildling whore had finished the job."
―Ser Alliser Thorne to John Snow
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Leadership
"Do you know what leadership means, Lord Snow? It means that the person in charge gets second guessed by every clever little twat with a mouth. But if he starts second guessing himself, that’s the end. For him, for the clever little twats, for everyone. This is not the end. Not for us. Not if you lot do your duty for however long it takes to beat them back. And then you get to go on hating me, and I get to go on wishing your wildling whore had finished the job."
―Ser Alliser Thorne to John Snow