- Kills
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 1
- +1 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
- 1
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 5.3M
- Balance
- -5.3M
- 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 Taken2.5K
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 neon-drenched skylines of the Gallente Federation were meant to be a beacon of liberty, but for Vermane, they were only a blinding facade that obscured systemic decay and bureaucratic indifference. Born on a peripheral border colony, her early life was shattered when a botched Federation military operation—spearheaded by a heavy-handed deployment of Dominix battleships—left her home in ruins and her family destitute. Branded a refugee and disillusioned by the very democracy that claimed to protect her, Vermane sought asylum where few of her people ever dared: the rigid, icy embrace of the Caldari State.
Stripped of her former identity and cast into the lowest rungs of Caldari corporate society, Vermane discovered an unexpected sanctuary in the State's ruthless meritocracy. Where the Federation offered hollow promises, the Caldari offered a simple transaction: absolute loyalty and efficiency in exchange for security and advancement. She began her new life in the logistical bowels of the State, organizing freight manifests and ammunition supply lines. Driven by a cold, burning resolve to never be powerless again, her staggering administrative efficiency and razor-sharp intellect quickly distinguished her from her peers. She understood that wars were not just won by Raven battleships on the frontline, but by the relentless, oiled machinery of supply chains operating in the shadows.
Her ascent through the corporate ranks was swift and calculated, eventually landing her at the pinnacle of the United Caldari Support corporation. Now holding the prestigious title of Chief Secretary, Vermane has become a logistical mastermind standing behind the might of the United Caldari Navy. From her immaculate, austere executive office, she orchestrates the flow of munitions, drones, and capital across the warzone, ensuring the State's fleets are perpetually ready to strike back at the Federation. There is a dark, poetic irony to her position: the Gallente refugee who fled a broken system is now the meticulous architect fueling Caldari warfare, dismantling her former homeland one supply requisition at a time.
Stripped of her former identity and cast into the lowest rungs of Caldari corporate society, Vermane discovered an unexpected sanctuary in the State's ruthless meritocracy. Where the Federation offered hollow promises, the Caldari offered a simple transaction: absolute loyalty and efficiency in exchange for security and advancement. She began her new life in the logistical bowels of the State, organizing freight manifests and ammunition supply lines. Driven by a cold, burning resolve to never be powerless again, her staggering administrative efficiency and razor-sharp intellect quickly distinguished her from her peers. She understood that wars were not just won by Raven battleships on the frontline, but by the relentless, oiled machinery of supply chains operating in the shadows.
Her ascent through the corporate ranks was swift and calculated, eventually landing her at the pinnacle of the United Caldari Support corporation. Now holding the prestigious title of Chief Secretary, Vermane has become a logistical mastermind standing behind the might of the United Caldari Navy. From her immaculate, austere executive office, she orchestrates the flow of munitions, drones, and capital across the warzone, ensuring the State's fleets are perpetually ready to strike back at the Federation. There is a dark, poetic irony to her position: the Gallente refugee who fled a broken system is now the meticulous architect fueling Caldari warfare, dismantling her former homeland one supply requisition at a time.