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Prime Andedare
Prime Andedare-1.10
Created on
Next Birthday
Last Active
Security Status
-1.10

Combat Record

Career-long numbers from eve-kill

Combat
Kills
3,193
Losses
107
Efficiency
97%
Danger Ratio
79%
ISK
Destroyed
1.00T
Lost
6.62B
ISK Efficiency
99%
Balance
+993.64B
Solo
Solo Kills
220
Solo Ratio
7%
Final Blows
781
Points
3,273
Other
NPC Losses
23
NPC Loss Ratio
21%
Avg Kills/Day
Activity
Medium
Damage
Damage Dealt41.5M
Damage Taken1.0M
Damage Ratio98%

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

In-game bio

Ballad of the Voidborn

So hoist the flag and drain the cup,
Our time is short, the tide is up.
Through dying stars and storms we flew,
With hearts of flame and ships of few.

We rode on winds no maps could trace,
In shattered holes, from place to place.
No stargate lit the paths we crossed,
Just echoes, traps — and what we lost.

We stole from gods, we danced with death,
We laughed beneath the reaper’s breath.
In silence deep, our guns would sing,
Then vanish swift, like phantom wing.

We cloaked in dust, we struck unseen,
In cursed domains where none had been.
No beacon burns, no beacon calls —
We built our thrones in dead men’s halls.

The sleepers woke; we made them sleep.
We sowed their dark, we mined deep.
For loot or greed or spite or pride,
We lived where reason would not bide.

Our names were feared, then lost in time,
Not carved in stone, but sung in grime.
No medals pinned. No banners raised.
Just shadows where our wrath once blazed.

And still we sail, though none may see
The path we walk to stay so free.
We fight, we fall, we rise once more —
Like echoes clawing through the roar.

So drink to those who slipped the fight,
Who vanished into endless night.
No grave, no stone, no last surrenders —
They shine through us… and the void remembers.