- Kill
- 0
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 0
- +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
- 0
- Indice di pericolo
- 0%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 0
- Bilancio
- +0
- 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
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
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Bio in gioco
Exiled for speaking what others feared to hear. Lord Mephos, once a Holder of standing, uncovered a fragment of Scripture that defied the core dogma of the Empire: “All are born equal beneath the stars.” For these words, and for daring to believe them, he was cast out.
He did not fall. He simply pivoted.
Within Caldari space, Mephos found shelter in silence, and opportunity in spreadsheets. Through calculated investments—some say Crusader Heavy Engineering stock, others whisper darker mechanisms—he built a fortune vast enough to erase memories, bend officials, and loosen locked gates.
Now robed again, he returns to Amarr space not with vengeance, but with calm inevitability. He is not here to reclaim a throne. He is here to wait. To observe. To prove that what he found in the fragment was not heresy, but truth too long buried.
He speaks rarely. He gives freely. He kills only when cornered. The Empire does not yet know what to make of him. But they have allowed him to return perhaps hoping time will silence him once more.
He did not fall. He simply pivoted.
Within Caldari space, Mephos found shelter in silence, and opportunity in spreadsheets. Through calculated investments—some say Crusader Heavy Engineering stock, others whisper darker mechanisms—he built a fortune vast enough to erase memories, bend officials, and loosen locked gates.
Now robed again, he returns to Amarr space not with vengeance, but with calm inevitability. He is not here to reclaim a throne. He is here to wait. To observe. To prove that what he found in the fragment was not heresy, but truth too long buried.
He speaks rarely. He gives freely. He kills only when cornered. The Empire does not yet know what to make of him. But they have allowed him to return perhaps hoping time will silence him once more.