-1.00
- Kill
- 163
- +51 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 72
- +12 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 86%
- ISK distrutti
- 30.31B
- +11.06B negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Alta
- 0,6 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 163
- Perdite
- 72
- Indice di pericolo
- 92%
- Colpi finali
- 62
- Punti
- 221
ISK
- Distrutti
- 30.31B
- Persi
- 5.10B
- Bilancio
- +25.21B
- Efficienza ISK
- 86%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 41
- Percentuale solo
- 25%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 6
- Quota perdite NPC
- 8%
- Attività
- Alta
Danni inflitti613.4K
Rapporto danni · 70%
Danni subiti264.6K
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
Born beneath the crimson shadow of the Covenant, Vezad learned early that pain is not cruelty — it is currency. The Blood Raiders do not conquer for territory. They conquer for purification. For sacrifice. For revelation through suffering.
Vezad rose from acolyte to Enslaver not through brute strength, but through discipline. Where others saw prisoners, he saw instruments. Where others saw fear, he saw faith waiting to be carved free.
He commands not fleets, but obedience.
His preferred vessels are those that drink the lifeblood of the enemy — neuting dry the arrogant, leaving them silent before the final act. The battlefield is a chapel. The capacitor is a pulse. The scream is a hymn.
He does not rage.
He does not boast.
He does not negotiate.
He harvests.
Vezad rose from acolyte to Enslaver not through brute strength, but through discipline. Where others saw prisoners, he saw instruments. Where others saw fear, he saw faith waiting to be carved free.
He commands not fleets, but obedience.
His preferred vessels are those that drink the lifeblood of the enemy — neuting dry the arrogant, leaving them silent before the final act. The battlefield is a chapel. The capacitor is a pulse. The scream is a hymn.
He does not rage.
He does not boast.
He does not negotiate.
He harvests.