1 Members
Ravenors copenhell [COPEN]
Combat Metrics
Kills
11,366
Losses
1,753
Efficiency
86.6%
Danger Ratio
5.3%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
4459.87B ISK
ISK Lost
471.34B ISK
ISK Efficiency
90.4%
ISK Balance
3988.53B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
2,261
Solo Losses
465
Solo Kill Ratio
19.9%
Solo Efficiency
82.9%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
56
NPC Loss Ratio
3.2
Avg. Kills/Day
2.8
Activity
High
Character Biography
Well instead of a normal describtion we got a member to make a Tale about some of us:
On the Gate the lord of Chardalane.
A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up,
Grown to a vast menace of despair.
On the gate the lord of chardalane.
The gate that no enemy ever yet has passed and all fled before his face.
"young noob" he said. "Young noob! This is my hour.
Do you not know death when you see it? Die now and curse in vain!" and with that the lord of chardalane lifted high his turrets and flames ran down the guns.
Then his wingmen beside him, the four kinsmen,
crafty Jaled, LePeche the fair,
the dark viksoo and Big L the mighty,
(the eldest, whose ardour yet more eager burnt than his father's flame, than Mosoman's wrath, him fate awaited with fell purpose.)
These leapt with laughter their lord beside,
with linked hands there lightly look the oath unbreakable; blood thereafter it spilled like a sea in space and spent the guns of endless fleets.. nor hath ended yet..
also our channel is COPEN's Carebears, so come visist us
On the Gate the lord of Chardalane.
A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up,
Grown to a vast menace of despair.
On the gate the lord of chardalane.
The gate that no enemy ever yet has passed and all fled before his face.
"young noob" he said. "Young noob! This is my hour.
Do you not know death when you see it? Die now and curse in vain!" and with that the lord of chardalane lifted high his turrets and flames ran down the guns.
Then his wingmen beside him, the four kinsmen,
crafty Jaled, LePeche the fair,
the dark viksoo and Big L the mighty,
(the eldest, whose ardour yet more eager burnt than his father's flame, than Mosoman's wrath, him fate awaited with fell purpose.)
These leapt with laughter their lord beside,
with linked hands there lightly look the oath unbreakable; blood thereafter it spilled like a sea in space and spent the guns of endless fleets.. nor hath ended yet..
also our channel is COPEN's Carebears, so come visist us