1.50
- Kill
- 0
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 15
- +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
- 15
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 92.0M
- Bilancio
- -92.0M
- 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 subiti67.7K
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
The Light barely got through the field of alloys, plates, and the other stuff floating around in front of his eyes. Like strange music would play to the collissions of the parts, they dance around him and make him become a part of all this beautiful, if scary, example of destruction.
A shadow strives his face and takes his attention. Only a few meters away a really big part of something that used to be a hull just minutes ago crossed the course of his capsule. As fast as he can he gets his attention from the image of the view back to the image of the situation. Everywhere are big shipparts surounding him which could crush his capsule into pieces. And they seem to have only one target, to hugh each other until someone looses a corner. He needs to get out here immediately. He turns on the manual controls and flies his way through the mess.
While he passes one wreck after another, and tries to avoid any contact with this wreckyard, he
A shadow strives his face and takes his attention. Only a few meters away a really big part of something that used to be a hull just minutes ago crossed the course of his capsule. As fast as he can he gets his attention from the image of the view back to the image of the situation. Everywhere are big shipparts surounding him which could crush his capsule into pieces. And they seem to have only one target, to hugh each other until someone looses a corner. He needs to get out here immediately. He turns on the manual controls and flies his way through the mess.
While he passes one wreck after another, and tries to avoid any contact with this wreckyard, he