0.90Pilot
Magus Noctis Marchosias
AmarrAmarr
- Kills
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 10
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 0%
- ISK destroyed
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 0
- Losses
- 10
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 3.63B
- Balance
- -3.63B
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt0
Damage Ratio · 0%
Damage Taken70.6K
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
"There are cries, sobs, confusion among the people, and at that moment the cardinal himself, the Grand Inquisitor, passes by the hangars.
He is an old man, almost ninety, tall and erect, with a withered face and sunken eyes, in which there is still a gleam of light. He is not dressed in his gorgeous cardinal's robes, as he was the day before, when he was burning the enemies of Amarrian Empire - at this moment he is wearing his coarse, old, monk's cassock.
At a distance behind him come his gloomy assistants and slaves along with the 'holy guard.' He stops at the sight of the crowd and watches it from a distance.
He sees everything; he sees them set the pod down at His feet, and his face darkens.
He knits his thick grey brows and his eyes gleam with a sinister fire."
AMARR VICTOR!!!
He is an old man, almost ninety, tall and erect, with a withered face and sunken eyes, in which there is still a gleam of light. He is not dressed in his gorgeous cardinal's robes, as he was the day before, when he was burning the enemies of Amarrian Empire - at this moment he is wearing his coarse, old, monk's cassock.
At a distance behind him come his gloomy assistants and slaves along with the 'holy guard.' He stops at the sight of the crowd and watches it from a distance.
He sees everything; he sees them set the pod down at His feet, and his face darkens.
He knits his thick grey brows and his eyes gleam with a sinister fire."
AMARR VICTOR!!!