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Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 0
- Losses
- 0
- Efficiency
- 0%
- Danger Ratio
- 0%
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 0
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
- Balance
- +0
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
- Activity
- Inactive
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
Midget Chuckers Transfer CorpSince Wednesday, 5 August 20150 Kills0 Losses
Deep Core Mining Inc.Since Tuesday, 4 August 20150 Kills0 Losses
Axon IndustrySince Saturday, 27 June 20150 Kills0 Losses
DeepSpace AcademySince Tuesday, 21 October 20140 Kills0 Losses
DeepSpace ManufacturersSince Tuesday, 2 September 20140 Kills0 Losses
KuroUniSince Thursday, 10 October 20130 Kills0 Losses
Science and Trade InstituteSince Monday, 22 July 20130 Kills0 Losses
In-game bio
It was many ages before the shaping of our first world that the Mist World, Niflheimr, was made. Beginning as a desolate land of permanant frost, it seemed time itself was frozen within its domain. Only with the neighbouring realm of fire, Muspelheim, with it's breath of heat whispering against the rime, did a realm of mist form between them.
The vapour brought forth the quickening of creation, and from it's dripping liquid the form of a man, Ymir was formed. From Ymir's body, the lost first world was born and Midgard came to be.
The springs of warmth and creation that now resides in Niflheimr was a treasure, watched over by a Lady who had known nobody and who nobody had known.
Long after all the gods decided to sleep, Freyja noticed the passing dead were too few. Fearing the end of Midgard, she left her post. Instead of the end, she saw a new beginning, with thousands of new worlds and those who were no longer shackled to mortality or land: The Capsuleers.
The vapour brought forth the quickening of creation, and from it's dripping liquid the form of a man, Ymir was formed. From Ymir's body, the lost first world was born and Midgard came to be.
The springs of warmth and creation that now resides in Niflheimr was a treasure, watched over by a Lady who had known nobody and who nobody had known.
Long after all the gods decided to sleep, Freyja noticed the passing dead were too few. Fearing the end of Midgard, she left her post. Instead of the end, she saw a new beginning, with thousands of new worlds and those who were no longer shackled to mortality or land: The Capsuleers.