0.00
- Kills
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 14
- +9 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 0%
- ISK destroyed
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 0
- Losses
- 14
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 59.8M
- Balance
- -59.8M
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt0
Damage Ratio · 0%
Damage Taken13.0K
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
“The faithful serve the Empire. The clever serve it from the shadows.”
Do not mistake me for one of your own, Angel.
I am Amarr. Born under the light of the Golden Throne, sworn to the will of our glorious Emperor, and devoted to the eternal supremacy of the Empire.
My presence among the Angels is no act of allegiance. I wear your colors, speak your language, and walk among your ranks, but my loyalty has never wavered.
While you spill blood for profit, I gather your Loyalty Points. While you celebrate your victories, I quietly transfer your hard-earned rewards into the service of the Empire.
You call it theft.
I call it imperial taxation.
So carry on, Angels. Fight your wars. Shed your blood. Earn your rewards.
Your Emperor thanks you for your contribution.
Amarr Victor.
The Emperor protects. The Angels pay.
Do not mistake me for one of your own, Angel.
I am Amarr. Born under the light of the Golden Throne, sworn to the will of our glorious Emperor, and devoted to the eternal supremacy of the Empire.
My presence among the Angels is no act of allegiance. I wear your colors, speak your language, and walk among your ranks, but my loyalty has never wavered.
While you spill blood for profit, I gather your Loyalty Points. While you celebrate your victories, I quietly transfer your hard-earned rewards into the service of the Empire.
You call it theft.
I call it imperial taxation.
So carry on, Angels. Fight your wars. Shed your blood. Earn your rewards.
Your Emperor thanks you for your contribution.
Amarr Victor.
The Emperor protects. The Angels pay.