Amarr
Ni-Kunni
0.77
TheDark-Disciple
Last Active:
2 months ago
Birthday:
Feb 17, 2022 (3 years old)
Next Birthday:
Feb 17, 2026 (160 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
29
Losses
31
Efficiency
48.3%
Danger Ratio
21.3%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
14.26B ISK
ISK Lost
2.20B ISK
ISK Efficiency
86.6%
ISK Balance
12.06B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
2
Solo Losses
12
Solo Kill Ratio
6.9%
Solo Efficiency
14.3%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
5
NPC Loss Ratio
16.1
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Low
Character Biography
Graduates of Hedion University's Exploration Division are known for valuing a multi-disciplinary approach to celestial discovery. TheDark-Disciple is no exception. Trained to analyze history, theology, and science in equal measure, he was taught that exploration is not just about charting new systems—it is about understanding the past, the patterns of faith, and the forces that shape the stars.
The Empire preaches certainty, structure, and faith. He was raised to believe in these things, to see the universe through the lens of divine order. Yet, out here, in the quiet void between the stars, certainty begins to fade.
Drifting through shattered relics of forgotten wars and ancient temples lost to time, he listens to the silence. Piloting his expedition frigate into the unknown, he gathers relics, scans derelicts, and studies whispers of civilizations long gone. Officially, he is a loyal Amarr pilot, cataloging discoveries for the Empire. Unofficially, he searches for something else—fragments of a truth that does not fit neatly within scripture.
The Blood Raiders are a scourge, their ways reviled. That is what he was taught. And yet, the deeper he delves into the ruins they once occupied, the more he sees echoes of something the Empire refuses to acknowledge: a conviction not of blind heresy, but of understanding. A pursuit of immortality, twisted but relentless.
He does not follow them. He does not seek to be one of them. But in the stillness of the void, where no Amarrian preacher’s voice can reach, TheDark-Disciple allows himself to wonder—if faith is truth, why must it be afraid of questions?
And so, he continues to explore, charting a path between devotion and doubt, always searching, always listening.
The Empire preaches certainty, structure, and faith. He was raised to believe in these things, to see the universe through the lens of divine order. Yet, out here, in the quiet void between the stars, certainty begins to fade.
Drifting through shattered relics of forgotten wars and ancient temples lost to time, he listens to the silence. Piloting his expedition frigate into the unknown, he gathers relics, scans derelicts, and studies whispers of civilizations long gone. Officially, he is a loyal Amarr pilot, cataloging discoveries for the Empire. Unofficially, he searches for something else—fragments of a truth that does not fit neatly within scripture.
The Blood Raiders are a scourge, their ways reviled. That is what he was taught. And yet, the deeper he delves into the ruins they once occupied, the more he sees echoes of something the Empire refuses to acknowledge: a conviction not of blind heresy, but of understanding. A pursuit of immortality, twisted but relentless.
He does not follow them. He does not seek to be one of them. But in the stillness of the void, where no Amarrian preacher’s voice can reach, TheDark-Disciple allows himself to wonder—if faith is truth, why must it be afraid of questions?
And so, he continues to explore, charting a path between devotion and doubt, always searching, always listening.