Pilot
Tauran IKnight50
GallenteGallente
- Kills
- 6
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 38
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 18%
- ISK destroyed
- 206.1M
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 6
- Losses
- 38
- Danger Ratio
- 47%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 6
ISK
- Destroyed
- 206.1M
- Lost
- 924.7M
- Balance
- -718.6M
- ISK Efficiency
- 18%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 20
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 53%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt1.7K
Damage Ratio · 1%
Damage Taken191.4K
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
TK-IKnight50 was not born into wealth or privilege — he was forged in the unglamorous reality of industrial space. While others chased glory in null-sec campaigns and tournament arenas, he found his purpose in the quiet discipline of the mining belt, where patience, logistics, and situational awareness separate the survivors from the wreckage.
His early career was unremarkable by capsuleer standards — a series of Ventures and Retrievers, learning the rhythm of the asteroids, the politics of shared belts, and the hard lesson that every ship lost represents hours of someone's labor. That lesson never left him.
He came to the Orca not as a stepping stone but as a calling. To command the field — not with weapons, but with boosts, logistics, and the steady presence that holds a fleet together when lesser pilots panic — requires a different kind of courage. The courage to be the last one standing when everyone else warps out. The courage to be indispensable rather than impressive.
Now he trains toward the Claymore — not to abandon his industrial roots, but to amplify them. Shield bursts that turn fragile Mackinaws into fortresses. Command presence that reaches across 125 kilometers of space to tell every miner on grid: you are not alone out here.
He is not the tip of the spear. He is the spine.
Proud member of AO 15
Orca Pilot. MoonRaker. Command Ship Candidate.
Fleet Backbone.
"If you can't understand the problem, you are probably part of it."
"We are not sheep."
His early career was unremarkable by capsuleer standards — a series of Ventures and Retrievers, learning the rhythm of the asteroids, the politics of shared belts, and the hard lesson that every ship lost represents hours of someone's labor. That lesson never left him.
He came to the Orca not as a stepping stone but as a calling. To command the field — not with weapons, but with boosts, logistics, and the steady presence that holds a fleet together when lesser pilots panic — requires a different kind of courage. The courage to be the last one standing when everyone else warps out. The courage to be indispensable rather than impressive.
Now he trains toward the Claymore — not to abandon his industrial roots, but to amplify them. Shield bursts that turn fragile Mackinaws into fortresses. Command presence that reaches across 125 kilometers of space to tell every miner on grid: you are not alone out here.
He is not the tip of the spear. He is the spine.
Proud member of AO 15
Orca Pilot. MoonRaker. Command Ship Candidate.
Fleet Backbone.
"If you can't understand the problem, you are probably part of it."
"We are not sheep."