4.80
- Kills
- 579
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 147
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 93%
- ISK destroyed
- 114.85B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 579
- Losses
- 147
- Danger Ratio
- 86%
- Final Blows
- 36
- Points
- 579
ISK
- Destroyed
- 114.85B
- Lost
- 8.87B
- Balance
- +105.98B
- ISK Efficiency
- 93%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 8
- Solo Ratio
- 1%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 20
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 14%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt1.7M
Damage Ratio · 59%
Damage Taken1.2M
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
Flieh! auf! hinaus ins weite Land!
Und dies geheimnisvolle Buch,
Von Nostradamus' eigner Hand,
Ist dir es nicht Geleit genug?
Erkennest dann der Sterne Lauf,
Und wenn Natur dich Unterweist,
Dann geht die Seelenkraft dir auf,
Wie spricht ein Geist zum andren Geist.
Umsonst, daß trocknes Sinnen hier
Die heil'gen Zeichen dir erklärt:
Ihr schwebt, ihr Geister, neben mir;
Antwortet mir, wenn ihr mich hört!
Fly! Upwards! Into Space, flung wide!
Is not this book, crammed with secrets,
From Nostradamus' very hand,
Enough to be my guide?
When I know the starry road,
And Nature, you instruct me,
My soul's power, you Shall flow,
As spirits can with spirits be.
Useless, this dusty pondering here
To read the sacred characters:
Soar round me, Spirits, and be near:
If you hear me, then answer!
-Goethe
Und dies geheimnisvolle Buch,
Von Nostradamus' eigner Hand,
Ist dir es nicht Geleit genug?
Erkennest dann der Sterne Lauf,
Und wenn Natur dich Unterweist,
Dann geht die Seelenkraft dir auf,
Wie spricht ein Geist zum andren Geist.
Umsonst, daß trocknes Sinnen hier
Die heil'gen Zeichen dir erklärt:
Ihr schwebt, ihr Geister, neben mir;
Antwortet mir, wenn ihr mich hört!
Fly! Upwards! Into Space, flung wide!
Is not this book, crammed with secrets,
From Nostradamus' very hand,
Enough to be my guide?
When I know the starry road,
And Nature, you instruct me,
My soul's power, you Shall flow,
As spirits can with spirits be.
Useless, this dusty pondering here
To read the sacred characters:
Soar round me, Spirits, and be near:
If you hear me, then answer!
-Goethe