Pilota
Arora Firesight
MinmatarVherokior
- Kill
- 0
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 1
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 0%
- ISK distrutti
- 0
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Inattivo
- 0 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 0
- Perdite
- 1
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 4.1M
- Bilancio
- -4.1M
- Efficienza ISK
- 0%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti0
Rapporto danni · 0%
Danni subiti2.6K
Attività
Cosa vola, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
Ucciso da
Scafi persiPerdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Bio in gioco
I am old. Too old.
I have not always been here.
Sometimes i sleep, the years passing by.
Sometimes i awake, a mayfly in spring, the changed world before me.
I have seen empires rise, and sometimes fall,
Of friendships made, and betrayals broken.
Time creeps on, claiming the people i've known.
One by one, lost like a grain of sand within the hourglass.
Only i am unchanging.... At lease for now.
Maybe one day, i too will be lost.
Maybe one day, i will sleep, and it will be my last.
Maybe one day, i will never wake up, never to see the world go by.
I am immortal,
I am unchanging.
I am the life once fleeting.
That is all i can cling to.
Osvestmunnur my house, my window to new eden.
My eternal resting place.
A star of never aging.
This is where my sister sleeps.
Our place of solice.
My duty, unending.
Mining rocks, like sweeping fallen leaves.
Felling rats like fixing broken eves.
Osvestmunnur is my home, my final requiem.
For i am old. Far too old.
I will no longer progress, and i will not compete.
My protential dawned.
The final beat.
My fortune bare, but within my means.
The spark for rishes dimmed.
A fleeting memory it seems.
Maybe it will be soon.
The last sleep before twilight.
Time winning out, my finally fight.
But until then i stay, always alone.
Keeping watch, of Osvest... my eternal home.
I have not always been here.
Sometimes i sleep, the years passing by.
Sometimes i awake, a mayfly in spring, the changed world before me.
I have seen empires rise, and sometimes fall,
Of friendships made, and betrayals broken.
Time creeps on, claiming the people i've known.
One by one, lost like a grain of sand within the hourglass.
Only i am unchanging.... At lease for now.
Maybe one day, i too will be lost.
Maybe one day, i will sleep, and it will be my last.
Maybe one day, i will never wake up, never to see the world go by.
I am immortal,
I am unchanging.
I am the life once fleeting.
That is all i can cling to.
Osvestmunnur my house, my window to new eden.
My eternal resting place.
A star of never aging.
This is where my sister sleeps.
Our place of solice.
My duty, unending.
Mining rocks, like sweeping fallen leaves.
Felling rats like fixing broken eves.
Osvestmunnur is my home, my final requiem.
For i am old. Far too old.
I will no longer progress, and i will not compete.
My protential dawned.
The final beat.
My fortune bare, but within my means.
The spark for rishes dimmed.
A fleeting memory it seems.
Maybe it will be soon.
The last sleep before twilight.
Time winning out, my finally fight.
But until then i stay, always alone.
Keeping watch, of Osvest... my eternal home.