5.00
- Kills
- 28
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 99
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 49%
- ISK destroyed
- 4.76B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 28
- Losses
- 99
- Danger Ratio
- 90%
- Final Blows
- 1
- Points
- 28
ISK
- Destroyed
- 4.76B
- Lost
- 4.92B
- Balance
- -157.7M
- ISK Efficiency
- 49%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 10
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 10%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt31.3K
Damage Ratio · 6%
Damage Taken518.2K
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
he spake: "so rude", then, "you made my bio ... gratz".
Bard replied better than mine, "Methinks a mind so small as to dull to one's own hypocrisy must fall upon one's own sword out of sheer spite."
You? Short-sightedness. The feebleness of 100K vs., 500M (and counting?) spoke amply. Nor will I deny jackals their due. Nature must what it will, after all.
I was tempted to abandon making a lampshade out of you. Such smallness denying sufficient material to work with.
Till I recalled the redeeming insight: the more hide is stretched, the more it thins, letting more light shine through.
So, call me then, Ohahsera Katsi'nonhtakstorats ne Kaniekehakeron:non, But don't look for me. I'll choose when I want you to see me, how, where, whether in here or...elsewhere. I don't want your fear. What you think, feel or say means nothing.
To all others, I bend no malice toward you. But this ONE IS MINE.
For, iorahkwawerhon - & I am one with it.
Bard replied better than mine, "Methinks a mind so small as to dull to one's own hypocrisy must fall upon one's own sword out of sheer spite."
You? Short-sightedness. The feebleness of 100K vs., 500M (and counting?) spoke amply. Nor will I deny jackals their due. Nature must what it will, after all.
I was tempted to abandon making a lampshade out of you. Such smallness denying sufficient material to work with.
Till I recalled the redeeming insight: the more hide is stretched, the more it thins, letting more light shine through.
So, call me then, Ohahsera Katsi'nonhtakstorats ne Kaniekehakeron:non, But don't look for me. I'll choose when I want you to see me, how, where, whether in here or...elsewhere. I don't want your fear. What you think, feel or say means nothing.
To all others, I bend no malice toward you. But this ONE IS MINE.
For, iorahkwawerhon - & I am one with it.