Caldari
Civire
-2.71
Vaakko Tsurpalen
Last Active:
17 days ago
Birthday:
Sep 22, 2024 (0 years old)
Next Birthday:
Sep 22, 2025 (12 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
172
Losses
98
Efficiency
63.7%
Danger Ratio
57.9%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
227.28B ISK
ISK Lost
2.23B ISK
ISK Efficiency
99.0%
ISK Balance
225.05B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
8
Solo Losses
45
Solo Kill Ratio
4.7%
Solo Efficiency
15.1%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
8
NPC Loss Ratio
8.2
Avg. Kills/Day
0.5
Activity
Medium
Character Biography
Born in the cold shadow of the Caldari State’s towering corporate arcologies, Vaakko Tsurpalen was once a model citizen—dutiful, efficient, and unquestioning. Raised within the grasp of Hyasyoda Corporation, his early years were steeped in the rigid discipline and loyalty expected of all who served the State. His path seemed predetermined: ascend the corporate hierarchy, serve without question, and die in silent, dutiful anonymity.
But loyalty is not the same as virtue.
During a classified logistical contract run through Republic space, Vaakko bore witness to the scars of the Amarr occupation—tribal children orphaned, freedom fighters executed, villages razed under the cold gaze of slavers. The experience cracked something deep within him. No longer could he stomach the sterile indifference of Caldari pragmatism that treated human suffering as a line item on a balance sheet.
Against every protocol, Vaakko broke contract and vanished into the frontier. Declared rogue by his superiors and traitor by the State, he resurfaced months later among the Minmatar resistance, pledging his combat expertise and technical acumen to the fight for Matari liberation.
Today, he flies under the flag of the Minmatar Fleet Alliance; his loyalty no longer owned, but earned. He bears no illusions of redemption—only duty. Not the hollow duty of blind corporate servitude, but the solemn duty of a man who has seen evil and refused to look away.
But loyalty is not the same as virtue.
During a classified logistical contract run through Republic space, Vaakko bore witness to the scars of the Amarr occupation—tribal children orphaned, freedom fighters executed, villages razed under the cold gaze of slavers. The experience cracked something deep within him. No longer could he stomach the sterile indifference of Caldari pragmatism that treated human suffering as a line item on a balance sheet.
Against every protocol, Vaakko broke contract and vanished into the frontier. Declared rogue by his superiors and traitor by the State, he resurfaced months later among the Minmatar resistance, pledging his combat expertise and technical acumen to the fight for Matari liberation.
Today, he flies under the flag of the Minmatar Fleet Alliance; his loyalty no longer owned, but earned. He bears no illusions of redemption—only duty. Not the hollow duty of blind corporate servitude, but the solemn duty of a man who has seen evil and refused to look away.