- Kills
- 3,824
- +578 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 163
- +12 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 100%
- ISK destroyed
- 4.32T
- +1.20T in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Very High
- 6.4 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 3,824
- Losses
- 163
- Danger Ratio
- 79%
- Final Blows
- 351
- Points
- 2,586
ISK
- Destroyed
- 4.32T
- Lost
- 12.86B
- Balance
- +4.30T
- ISK Efficiency
- 100%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 207
- Solo Ratio
- 5%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 35
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 21%
- Activity
- Very High
Damage Dealt9.4M
Damage Ratio · 84%
Damage Taken1.8M
Activity
What they fly, where they fight, latest kills and losses
Most Valuable
The priciest kills in the window
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Last 90d
Killed
Killed By
Hulls LostLosses broken down by hull class.
In-game bio
Jump into the darkness
I have slain my way through multitudes to stand in one simple dream. The dream of a godless age.
Tempered by the fires l, an iron will remain steadfast through the passage that preys upon the weak.
In the moonlight, I forge my rage…I march into the relentless darkness…
Submit your maimed soul to the machine
The night is near its end. You will die, forget the dream. You will be freed
Be still, spirits; Give me your trust; Forgive the intrusion; I do what I must.
All things end, all things burn to ash. But you, my friend, burn brighter in a dance of devastation
Revoke the frailties of flesh
Despair spread before, like a plague, striking fear into the shadow
Fear is the death that brings obliteration. I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Amd only I will remain
And here we lies still, evermore, in silent suffering. And you, the avenging spirit, spreading chaos at every turn.
You must accept your death, Be freed from the night
We beat on against the current, borne mirages. Here you are at last, an echoe in the dark of the night,
Echo through the ruins, forevermore. I rest and watch the sun rise.
Accept my death, Be freed from the night
I have slain my way through multitudes to stand in one simple dream. The dream of a godless age.
Tempered by the fires l, an iron will remain steadfast through the passage that preys upon the weak.
In the moonlight, I forge my rage…I march into the relentless darkness…
Submit your maimed soul to the machine
The night is near its end. You will die, forget the dream. You will be freed
Be still, spirits; Give me your trust; Forgive the intrusion; I do what I must.
All things end, all things burn to ash. But you, my friend, burn brighter in a dance of devastation
Revoke the frailties of flesh
Despair spread before, like a plague, striking fear into the shadow
Fear is the death that brings obliteration. I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Amd only I will remain
And here we lies still, evermore, in silent suffering. And you, the avenging spirit, spreading chaos at every turn.
You must accept your death, Be freed from the night
We beat on against the current, borne mirages. Here you are at last, an echoe in the dark of the night,
Echo through the ruins, forevermore. I rest and watch the sun rise.
Accept my death, Be freed from the night