4.90
Philip 'Baerd' Orwell
19h ago
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(204d)
Combat
Kills19
Losses123
Efficiency13%
ISK
Destroyed1.93b
Lost13.50b
ISK Eff.13%
Solo
Solo Kills9
Solo Ratio47%
Final Blows9
Points59
Other
NPC Losses20
NPC Loss Ratio16%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityMedium
Minmatar
Brutor
4.90
Philip 'Baerd' Orwell
Last Active
19h ago
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (204 days)
Combat
Kills19
Losses123
Efficiency13%
Danger Ratio84%
ISK
Destroyed1.93b
Lost13.50b
ISK Efficiency13%
Balance-11574278208
Solo
Solo Kills9
Solo Ratio47%
Final Blows9
Points59
Other
NPC Losses20
NPC Loss Ratio16%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityMedium
Bio
This young woman is looking around her with patience and attention. From the depth in her eyes it's easy to understand she spends a lot of time in Anoikis and she craves the great unknown. Explorers are a bunch of weirdos, they say, and Baerd is one of them but has enough social skills to manage most of the encounters.
Spending her youth on mining operations with an industrial corporation gave her enough money to invest in a decent exploration frigate and fall in love with the vast empty space beyond the wormhole. Here, she met other explorers and established a base. Gas, sleepers and ruins from another time was her everyday life. And one day, the fire came from even deeper space : the eviction happened so fast, she barely got time to run away... And got lost, facing the great void alone with no map, no probes and noone to ask for help.
No one? Not exactly. A little box was floating somewhere near, displaying a simple message "Contact EvE-Scout". The help came soon enough : warp there. Open box. Go home safely. Simple. People was helping people for the love of the game. So she enrolled. And learned.
Then came the dark times and she stayed hidden for so long. Unable to say goodbye properly. Unable to come back for real. Years passed and she became herself more than ever. A new chapter of her life was begining to open.
the wanderer/lost pilot
we fight for our rights
Spending her youth on mining operations with an industrial corporation gave her enough money to invest in a decent exploration frigate and fall in love with the vast empty space beyond the wormhole. Here, she met other explorers and established a base. Gas, sleepers and ruins from another time was her everyday life. And one day, the fire came from even deeper space : the eviction happened so fast, she barely got time to run away... And got lost, facing the great void alone with no map, no probes and noone to ask for help.
No one? Not exactly. A little box was floating somewhere near, displaying a simple message "Contact EvE-Scout". The help came soon enough : warp there. Open box. Go home safely. Simple. People was helping people for the love of the game. So she enrolled. And learned.
Then came the dark times and she stayed hidden for so long. Unable to say goodbye properly. Unable to come back for real. Years passed and she became herself more than ever. A new chapter of her life was begining to open.
the wanderer/lost pilot
we fight for our rights
Dashboard
Stats
Kills18
Losses37
Efficiency33%
ISK Destroyed1.74b
ISK Lost2.58b
ISK Efficiency40%
Solo Kills8
Solo Losses24
NPC Losses5
Blob Factor4.17
Active TimezoneEUTZ
Final Blows9
Points58
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (18 kills)
Solo 44% Small 33% Mid 22%
Avg Fleet: 4.2 Bait (7x)
Typically Loses
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