0.70Pilota
Honor Harrington1
GallenteJin-Mei
- Kill
- 128
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 78
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 99%
- ISK distrutti
- 329.57B
- +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
- 128
- Perdite
- 78
- Indice di pericolo
- 96%
- Colpi finali
- 10
- Punti
- 128
ISK
- Distrutti
- 329.57B
- Persi
- 3.28B
- Bilancio
- +326.29B
- Efficienza ISK
- 99%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 3
- Percentuale solo
- 2%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 3
- Quota perdite NPC
- 4%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti59.7K
Rapporto danni · 15%
Danni subiti329.3K
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
Fair was the blossom, and faithful and true
But fairer the tree from which it grew
For Manticore's flower our grief is displayed
For Honor has fallen to Haven's red blade.
For Manticore's navy and Grayson's she flew;
Fearless her ship and devoted her crew.
Through terrible odds her commitment was keen
To keep to her word and to honor her Queen.
I will remember till memory dies
Grayson's deep anger ablaze in her eyes
As she challenged Burdette in the whole council's sight
"Send for your sword and may God aid the right."
I'm drawn to a standard I cannot attain
My beacon a Lady, a Knight without stain,
You cannot in honor, deny me this grace
The chance to avenge what I cannot replace.
I mourn for her loss but I know very well
The tree is no less for the flower that fell.
Someday I hope they'll remember of me,
Fair was the blossom, but fairer the tree.
But fairer the tree from which it grew
For Manticore's flower our grief is displayed
For Honor has fallen to Haven's red blade.
For Manticore's navy and Grayson's she flew;
Fearless her ship and devoted her crew.
Through terrible odds her commitment was keen
To keep to her word and to honor her Queen.
I will remember till memory dies
Grayson's deep anger ablaze in her eyes
As she challenged Burdette in the whole council's sight
"Send for your sword and may God aid the right."
I'm drawn to a standard I cannot attain
My beacon a Lady, a Knight without stain,
You cannot in honor, deny me this grace
The chance to avenge what I cannot replace.
I mourn for her loss but I know very well
The tree is no less for the flower that fell.
Someday I hope they'll remember of me,
Fair was the blossom, but fairer the tree.