- Kills
- 143
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 21
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 68%
- ISK destroyed
- 3.77B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 143
- Losses
- 21
- Danger Ratio
- 48%
- Final Blows
- 59
- Points
- 143
ISK
- Destroyed
- 3.77B
- Lost
- 1.74B
- Balance
- +2.03B
- ISK Efficiency
- 68%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 31
- Solo Ratio
- 22%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 11
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 52%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt140.2K
Damage Ratio · 64%
Damage Taken77.7K
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
Yarr! ☠
Venatrixia > United Kinkdom!
Venatrixia > Venakinkia
Venatrixia > I don't eve know what kink means
Venatrixia > Kinkros Ma'l! (wtf)
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Stuck in a place of time and space, where time has little meaning. Where memories are intertwined between past and present, where past memories fade and others are played. Memories lost yet the pain remains. I must refrain from lingering on the everlasting pain.
It is so plain, the pain that has left me blind for this length of time. Yet I can not see what was left behind on the memories that once was. Only the whispers of the dead echo in my ear. Never fear that which is gone, only fear that which can be taken away. Memories linger and those are fading as I am craving to not only escape the past but also look back and to a certain extent, live there.
Venatrixia > United Kinkdom!
Venatrixia > Venakinkia
Venatrixia > I don't eve know what kink means
Venatrixia > Kinkros Ma'l! (wtf)
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Stuck in a place of time and space, where time has little meaning. Where memories are intertwined between past and present, where past memories fade and others are played. Memories lost yet the pain remains. I must refrain from lingering on the everlasting pain.
It is so plain, the pain that has left me blind for this length of time. Yet I can not see what was left behind on the memories that once was. Only the whispers of the dead echo in my ear. Never fear that which is gone, only fear that which can be taken away. Memories linger and those are fading as I am craving to not only escape the past but also look back and to a certain extent, live there.