Minmatar
Sebiestor
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Wot's UhTheDeal
Last Active:
over 10 years ago
Birthday:
Jan 1, 1970 (55 years old)
Next Birthday:
Jan 1, 2026 (113 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
1
Losses
42
Efficiency
2.3%
Danger Ratio
0.0%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
18.52M ISK
ISK Lost
2.55B ISK
ISK Efficiency
0.7%
ISK Balance
-2,535,538,873 ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
1
Solo Losses
25
Solo Kill Ratio
100.0%
Solo Efficiency
3.8%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
2
NPC Loss Ratio
4.8
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Minimal
Character Biography
Wots...uh the Deal
Heaven sent the promised land
Looks alright from where I stand
Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show where the key is kept
Point me down the right line because it's time
To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
Flash the readies
Wot's...uh the deal?
Got to make to the next meal
Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.
Mile after mile
Stone after stone
Turn to speak but you're alone
Million mile from home you're on your own
So let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
Fire bright by candlelight
And her by my side
And if she prefers we will never stir again
Someone said the promised land
And I grabbed it with both hands
Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
Hear me shout "Come on in,
What's the news and where you been?"
Heaven sent the promised land
Looks alright from where I stand
Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show where the key is kept
Point me down the right line because it's time
To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
Flash the readies
Wot's...uh the deal?
Got to make to the next meal
Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.
Mile after mile
Stone after stone
Turn to speak but you're alone
Million mile from home you're on your own
So let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
Fire bright by candlelight
And her by my side
And if she prefers we will never stir again
Someone said the promised land
And I grabbed it with both hands
Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
Hear me shout "Come on in,
What's the news and where you been?"