- Kills
- 2,899
- +526 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 651
- +134 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 88%
- ISK destroyed
- 252.56B
- +47.05B in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Very High
- 5.8 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 2,899
- Losses
- 651
- Danger Ratio
- 97%
- Final Blows
- 1,371
- Points
- 5,902
ISK
- Destroyed
- 252.56B
- Lost
- 34.51B
- Balance
- +218.05B
- ISK Efficiency
- 88%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 602
- Solo Ratio
- 21%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 17
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 3%
- Activity
- Very High
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
This corporation was formed by Amarrian war veterans who once served with unwavering loyalty, believing in the order and purpose the Empire claimed to uphold.
Over time, that belief began to fracture.
Endless infighting, fractured command, and victories squandered through poor judgment eroded what faith remained. What they once followed without question became something they could no longer ignore.
The breaking point did not come all at once—but when it did, they did not hesitate.
They walked away.
What lay beyond the reach of empire was not the chaos they had been warned of, but something far more honest. Out here, there are no illusions—only consequence, and the clarity that comes with it.
Now, on the fringe of lawless space, they fight beneath the banner of the Blood Corsairs—not as zealots, but as those who have chosen their path freely.
They do not claim enlightenment. They pursue it—through discipline, through action, and through the lessons each fight leaves behind.
Through reaving. Through blood.
There are no promises here. Only the opportunity to prove your place.
Over time, that belief began to fracture.
Endless infighting, fractured command, and victories squandered through poor judgment eroded what faith remained. What they once followed without question became something they could no longer ignore.
The breaking point did not come all at once—but when it did, they did not hesitate.
They walked away.
What lay beyond the reach of empire was not the chaos they had been warned of, but something far more honest. Out here, there are no illusions—only consequence, and the clarity that comes with it.
Now, on the fringe of lawless space, they fight beneath the banner of the Blood Corsairs—not as zealots, but as those who have chosen their path freely.
They do not claim enlightenment. They pursue it—through discipline, through action, and through the lessons each fight leaves behind.
Through reaving. Through blood.
There are no promises here. Only the opportunity to prove your place.