- Kills
- 1,733
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 218
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 94%
- ISK destroyed
- 299.63B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 1,733
- Losses
- 218
- Danger Ratio
- 94%
- Final Blows
- 869
- Points
- 1,733
ISK
- Destroyed
- 299.63B
- Lost
- 19.71B
- Balance
- +279.93B
- ISK Efficiency
- 94%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 562
- Solo Ratio
- 32%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 13
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 6%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt16.8M
Damage Ratio · 87%
Damage Taken2.6M
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 old world is dying and the new world struggles to be born.
Now is the time of monsters.
((Lite Roleplayer))
Birthplace: Gulfonodi V Minmatar Mining Corp Station YC86
Tribe/Clan: Vherokior/Singing Hills
Ethnicity: Vherokior/Thukker Matari
Professions: Freebooter, Light Industry
Affiliations: Alexylva Paradox, Thukker Tribe, Angel Cartel
Clone status: Alpha α
✜
From brooding gulfs are we beheld by that which bears no name
Its heralds are the stars it fells, the sky and earth aflame
Corporeal laws are unwrit, as suns and love retreat
To cosmic madness, laws submit, though stalwart minds entreat
In luminous space, blackened stars, they gaze, accuse, deny
Roiling, moaning this realm of ours in madness, lost shall die
Carrion hordes trill their profane accord with eldritch plans
To cosmic forms from tangent planes, we end as we began
- Lohk
Now is the time of monsters.
((Lite Roleplayer))
Birthplace: Gulfonodi V Minmatar Mining Corp Station YC86
Tribe/Clan: Vherokior/Singing Hills
Ethnicity: Vherokior/Thukker Matari
Professions: Freebooter, Light Industry
Affiliations: Alexylva Paradox, Thukker Tribe, Angel Cartel
Clone status: Alpha α
✜
From brooding gulfs are we beheld by that which bears no name
Its heralds are the stars it fells, the sky and earth aflame
Corporeal laws are unwrit, as suns and love retreat
To cosmic madness, laws submit, though stalwart minds entreat
In luminous space, blackened stars, they gaze, accuse, deny
Roiling, moaning this realm of ours in madness, lost shall die
Carrion hordes trill their profane accord with eldritch plans
To cosmic forms from tangent planes, we end as we began
- Lohk