2.00
- Kills
- 1
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 6
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 95%
- ISK destroyed
- 128.9M
- +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
- Losses
- 6
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 1
ISK
- Destroyed
- 128.9M
- Lost
- 6.8M
- Balance
- +122.0M
- ISK Efficiency
- 95%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt504
Damage Ratio · 9%
Damage Taken4.8K
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
History
Born to a strong Gallente bloodline, A long proud tradition of miners and politicians but, Damian Quickly found himself at a shock when he was podded in Gallente space by an unknown group of pirate raiders intent on ending his life and collecting his ships remains.
Little did they know they only half accomplished there goal, As Damian lay motionless drifting in the emptyness of space he had a vision. Golden light washed over his body and his soul. Cleaning his spirt and purifying his blood. The powerful voice of another leering over him beckoning him to return to the world, his life wasn't over and his journey had begun.
When he awoke he now stared his saviour directly in the eyes. They were a light shade of green, his skin pale as starlight. He spoke and his voice was dark and forboading. "The will of God has saved you none other you owe your life and will unto him." Since that faithful day Damain has been an Ammar Convert and Ally to there people and way of life.
Born to a strong Gallente bloodline, A long proud tradition of miners and politicians but, Damian Quickly found himself at a shock when he was podded in Gallente space by an unknown group of pirate raiders intent on ending his life and collecting his ships remains.
Little did they know they only half accomplished there goal, As Damian lay motionless drifting in the emptyness of space he had a vision. Golden light washed over his body and his soul. Cleaning his spirt and purifying his blood. The powerful voice of another leering over him beckoning him to return to the world, his life wasn't over and his journey had begun.
When he awoke he now stared his saviour directly in the eyes. They were a light shade of green, his skin pale as starlight. He spoke and his voice was dark and forboading. "The will of God has saved you none other you owe your life and will unto him." Since that faithful day Damain has been an Ammar Convert and Ally to there people and way of life.