Caldari
Civire
-0.85
Hadrian Aurilen
Last Active:
3 months ago
Birthday:
Jan 4, 2013 (12 years old)
Next Birthday:
Jan 4, 2026 (114 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
2,525
Losses
265
Efficiency
90.5%
Danger Ratio
31.6%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
1657.27B ISK
ISK Lost
44.56B ISK
ISK Efficiency
97.4%
ISK Balance
1612.71B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
67
Solo Losses
92
Solo Kill Ratio
2.7%
Solo Efficiency
42.1%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
16
NPC Loss Ratio
6.0
Avg. Kills/Day
0.5
Activity
High
Character Biography
Everything in this world, I reflected, even the command of a nice little barque, may be made a delusion and a snare for the unwary spirit of pride in man. (Falk, Conrad)
----
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
Elliot
----
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
Elliot