Minmatar
Vherokior
0.03
Jwun Sunrurl
Last Active:
about 2 months ago
Birthday:
Sep 25, 2021 (3 years old)
Next Birthday:
Sep 25, 2025 (14 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
1
Losses
4
Efficiency
20.0%
Danger Ratio
11.9%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
2.58M ISK
ISK Lost
818.17M ISK
ISK Efficiency
0.3%
ISK Balance
-815,596,025 ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
1
Solo Losses
2
Solo Kill Ratio
100.0%
Solo Efficiency
33.3%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
0
NPC Loss Ratio
0.0
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Minimal
Character Biography
Students of Pator Tech School's Industry Division are well-regarded for their multi-pronged approach to commerce and manufacturing.
Jwun searches for a lost ansestor's line who were slaves of the Amarr. Strangely, this search has led him here, to the Gallante Federation.
One day he was in a bar in Vecamia and met two other lost souls, They landed upone a plan and J Brothers was born. He often drops into the Corp's tavern, Wormhole Whisperers to listen to the banter and have a drink.
As he has searched for this ancestor, his travel through the stars has given him time to reflect and philosphize:
"Here in this blackness, you are alone. You can have a whole fleet of friends, but when the time comes that your capsule is destroyed, then you will see, not even your friends can save you from the cold, black vacuum of space. Ashes to ashes, rust to rust, there is only cold and dust."
Fly safe my friends, embrace your cold, empty tomb my enemies!
We are not recruiting at this time but if you are interested, drop into the Wormhole Whisperers or better yet drop me an evemail. If we cannot oblige you, then I bet we can find someone who may be a good fit for you.
Jwun searches for a lost ansestor's line who were slaves of the Amarr. Strangely, this search has led him here, to the Gallante Federation.
One day he was in a bar in Vecamia and met two other lost souls, They landed upone a plan and J Brothers was born. He often drops into the Corp's tavern, Wormhole Whisperers to listen to the banter and have a drink.
As he has searched for this ancestor, his travel through the stars has given him time to reflect and philosphize:
"Here in this blackness, you are alone. You can have a whole fleet of friends, but when the time comes that your capsule is destroyed, then you will see, not even your friends can save you from the cold, black vacuum of space. Ashes to ashes, rust to rust, there is only cold and dust."
Fly safe my friends, embrace your cold, empty tomb my enemies!
We are not recruiting at this time but if you are interested, drop into the Wormhole Whisperers or better yet drop me an evemail. If we cannot oblige you, then I bet we can find someone who may be a good fit for you.