Amarr
Khanid
-0.27
Meha Taredi
Last Active:
1 day ago
Birthday:
Mar 29, 2014 (11 years old)
Next Birthday:
Mar 29, 2026 (200 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
9,718
Losses
3,814
Efficiency
71.8%
Danger Ratio
71.8%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
4503.89B ISK
ISK Lost
147.09B ISK
ISK Efficiency
96.8%
ISK Balance
4356.80B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
3,053
Solo Losses
2,109
Solo Kill Ratio
31.4%
Solo Efficiency
59.1%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
116
NPC Loss Ratio
3.0
Avg. Kills/Day
2.3
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
Probably maybe streaming: twitch.tv/mehata
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Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race,
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace;
And glut thy self with what thy womb devours,
Which is no more then what is false and vain,
And meerly mortal dross;
So little is our loss,
So little is thy gain.
For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd,
And last of all, thy greedy self consum'd,
Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss
With an individual kiss;
And Joy shall overtake us as a flood,
When every thing that is sincerely good
And perfectly divine,
With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine
About the supreme Throne
Of him, t' whose happy-making sight alone,
When once our heav'nly-guided soul shall clime,
Then all this Earthy grosnes quit,
Attir'd with Stars, we shall for ever sit,
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee o Time.
Please buy my Rorq to help fund my PVP: [Well Fitted Rorq with everything necessary Jita Split]
______________________________________________
Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race,
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace;
And glut thy self with what thy womb devours,
Which is no more then what is false and vain,
And meerly mortal dross;
So little is our loss,
So little is thy gain.
For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd,
And last of all, thy greedy self consum'd,
Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss
With an individual kiss;
And Joy shall overtake us as a flood,
When every thing that is sincerely good
And perfectly divine,
With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine
About the supreme Throne
Of him, t' whose happy-making sight alone,
When once our heav'nly-guided soul shall clime,
Then all this Earthy grosnes quit,
Attir'd with Stars, we shall for ever sit,
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee o Time.