Minmatar
Brutor
1.89
Mystic Rebel
Last Active:
3 months ago
Birthday:
May 1, 2007 (18 years old)
Next Birthday:
May 1, 2026 (232 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
4,805
Losses
323
Efficiency
93.7%
Danger Ratio
21.9%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
5045.45B ISK
ISK Lost
99.25B ISK
ISK Efficiency
98.1%
ISK Balance
4946.20B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
283
Solo Losses
96
Solo Kill Ratio
5.9%
Solo Efficiency
74.7%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
6
NPC Loss Ratio
1.9
Avg. Kills/Day
0.7
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
On many ships we have sailed
Far beyond the north waves
On the high northern seas
We have found our way
The shadowing voices of our gods
Singing on the calling winds...
Where the cold waves and the longboats brought us far
The saga of the warriors from northland
Speaks of greatness and strength
The saga of the warriors from northland
Are the saga of many great a man
On seas against the open
We travelled on and on
Through the raging winds
And storms we arrived
The shadowing voices of our gods
Singing on the calling wind...
Where the cold waves and the longboats brought us far
With sword in hand I now stand
On my enemies land
With a northern heart
I will fight until the day I die
My time will be remembered my time it will be known
By my sons by my tribe and by the sun the sea and moon
For the who battle for his land his pride and for his men
Shall be remembered and stand eternally named
In the legends of our land
Breathing in winds...
From the essence of a roaring horizon
Breathing in winds...
From the cold sea call the shores of the north
Far beyond the north waves
On the high northern seas
We have found our way
The shadowing voices of our gods
Singing on the calling winds...
Where the cold waves and the longboats brought us far
The saga of the warriors from northland
Speaks of greatness and strength
The saga of the warriors from northland
Are the saga of many great a man
On seas against the open
We travelled on and on
Through the raging winds
And storms we arrived
The shadowing voices of our gods
Singing on the calling wind...
Where the cold waves and the longboats brought us far
With sword in hand I now stand
On my enemies land
With a northern heart
I will fight until the day I die
My time will be remembered my time it will be known
By my sons by my tribe and by the sun the sea and moon
For the who battle for his land his pride and for his men
Shall be remembered and stand eternally named
In the legends of our land
Breathing in winds...
From the essence of a roaring horizon
Breathing in winds...
From the cold sea call the shores of the north