Gallente
Gallente
0.48
LizzardCUT
Last Active:
about 11 years ago
Birthday:
Jan 1, 1970 (55 years old)
Next Birthday:
Jan 1, 2026 (111 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
2,094
Losses
92
Efficiency
95.8%
Danger Ratio
1.0%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
915.29B ISK
ISK Lost
10.28B ISK
ISK Efficiency
98.9%
ISK Balance
905.01B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
26
Solo Losses
24
Solo Kill Ratio
1.2%
Solo Efficiency
52.0%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
4
NPC Loss Ratio
4.3
Avg. Kills/Day
0.1
Activity
Low
Character Biography
ODE - Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy - (1844 - 1881)
We are the music makers, And we are the dreamer of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties, We build up the world's great cities, And out of a fabulous story We fashion an empire's glory: One man with a dream, at pleasure, Shall go forth and conquer a crown; And three with a new song's measure Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying In the buried past of earth, Built Nineveh with our sighing, And Babel itself with our mirth; And o'erthrew them with prophesying To the old of the new world's worth; For each age is a dream that is dying, Or one that is coming to birth...
We are the music makers, And we are the dreamer of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties, We build up the world's great cities, And out of a fabulous story We fashion an empire's glory: One man with a dream, at pleasure, Shall go forth and conquer a crown; And three with a new song's measure Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying In the buried past of earth, Built Nineveh with our sighing, And Babel itself with our mirth; And o'erthrew them with prophesying To the old of the new world's worth; For each age is a dream that is dying, Or one that is coming to birth...