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Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 6
- Losses
- 15
- Efficiency
- 29%
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
ISK
- Destroyed
- 270.2M
- Lost
- 3.21B
- ISK Efficiency
- 8%
- Balance
- -2.94B
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Final Blows
- 2
- Points
- 6
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage
Damage Dealt5.9K
Damage Taken895.6K
Damage Ratio1%
Combat profile
How they fight, with whom and against whom — last 90 days
Activity
What they fly and where they fight
Most Valuable
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Top ListsLast 90d
Hulls LostLast 90d
Losses broken down by hull class.
Career
Corporations flown for, most recent first
Deep Core Mining Inc.Since Tuesday, 10 July 20180 Kills0 Losses
Wrath of AngelsSince Monday, 29 May 20170 Kills0 Losses
Thrax Intersolar Dispute ResolutionsSince Monday, 21 July 20140 Kills2 Losses
Royal Galactic EmpireSince Saturday, 22 December 20126 Kills13 Losses
State War AcademySince Monday, 10 December 20120 Kills0 Losses
In-game bio
When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Act I (Poem)
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.
Act II (Poem)
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act III (Poem)
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Act I (Poem)
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.
Act II (Poem)
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act III (Poem)
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return