CorporationActiveWar eligible
[FIOF] Licentia Ex Vereor
15 membersTax 0%Founded in 2009
- Kills
- 14,493
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 4,531
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 75%
- ISK destroyed
- 2.63T
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 14,493
- Losses
- 4,531
- Danger Ratio
- 97%
- Final Blows
- 5,171
- Points
- 14,503
ISK
- Destroyed
- 2.63T
- Lost
- 868.31B
- Balance
- +1.77T
- ISK Efficiency
- 75%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 1,852
- Solo Ratio
- 13%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 140
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 3%
- Activity
- Inactive
Activity
What the corporation flies, where it fights, 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.
Battles
Engagements in the selected window, from our own killmail archive
Description
Home is where the Reaper is.
APPLICATIONS BY INVITE ONLY
Awake! For Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light.
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse - and Thou
Beside me, singing in the Wilderness -
And wilderness is Paradise enow.
'Tis all a chequer-board of Nights and Days
Where Destiny with Men for pieces plays,
Hither and thither moves, and mates, and slays,
And one by one back in the Closet lays.
-Rubaiyat, Omar Khayyam
APPLICATIONS BY INVITE ONLY
Awake! For Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light.
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse - and Thou
Beside me, singing in the Wilderness -
And wilderness is Paradise enow.
'Tis all a chequer-board of Nights and Days
Where Destiny with Men for pieces plays,
Hither and thither moves, and mates, and slays,
And one by one back in the Closet lays.
-Rubaiyat, Omar Khayyam