Character: Lord Marshalll
Gallente
Intaki
0.87
Last Active:
8 days ago
Birthday:
Apr 11, 2008 (17 years old)
Next Birthday:
Apr 11, 2026 (157 days remaining)
Corporation: BlueSun Interstellar Mining Consortium
Alliance: Cat Scratch Fevers

Combat Metrics

Kills
0
Losses
8
Efficiency
0.0%
Danger Ratio
0.0%

ISK Metrics

ISK Killed
0 ISK
ISK Lost
400.00M ISK
ISK Efficiency
0.0%
ISK Balance
-400,003,447 ISK

Solo Activity

Solo Kills
0
Solo Losses
7
Solo Kill Ratio
0%
Solo Efficiency
0.0%

Other Metrics

NPC Losses
4
NPC Loss Ratio
50.0
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Minimal

Character Biography

Corporation: Bluesun Interstellar Mining Consortium

In the shadowed belts of New Eden, Lord Marshalll is a name whispered quietly—a capsuleer of enigmatic origins leading the Bluesun Interstellar Mining Consortium. Few know the truth: beneath the title lies a figure once known as Shran, a battle-hardened commander from a distant frontier, now cloaked in secrecy to escape a past of interstellar conflict. Retiring to the stars under the guise of Lord Marshalll, he has forged a new life, his piercing gaze and steely resolve tempered by a need to remain unseen.

Inspired by the cunning Ferengi, whose knack for profit and survival resonates deeply, Marshalll founded Bluesun Interstellar Mining Consortium to carve out wealth from New Eden’s asteroid fields. The corp, small but tenacious, reflects his vision: a lean operation of miners and industrialists, their Ventures stripping belts. Marshalll’s Ferengi-inspired pragmatism drives Bluesun’s deals—whether bartering Veldspar in Dodixie or outwitting rivals in low-sec. Yet, he remains in the shadows, directing operations from his Orca, Blue Horizon, a ship rumored to house secrets as deep as its cargo holds.

Marshalll’s leadership is understated but firm, his crew loyal to a man who values results over glory. Whispers among them hint at his past—tales of a bold commander who once stood shoulder-to-shoulder with a legendary captain, a human whose name began with an A, known for forging unlikely alliances. These stories are dismissed as spacer myths, but Marshalll’s faint smirk suggests otherwise. When pressed, he deflects, speaking only of ore yields and market margins.

In New Eden’s chaos, Lord Marshalll plays the long game, his Ferengi admiration shaping a dream of quiet wealth. Bluesun’s miners toil under his watchful eye, their resolve as unyielding as the rocks they break. To those who deal with him, he’s a shrewd industrialist; to those who pry too closely, a ghost with a past best left buried. One thing is certain: the stars hide many secrets, and Lord Marshalll intends to keep his among them.

Stats (90d)