5.00Pilota
Dr Carbonatite
CaldariDeteis
Corporazione[WGBH] Corporation for Public BroadcastingNessuna alleanza- Kill
- 34
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 10
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 58%
- ISK distrutti
- 3.17B
- +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
- 34
- Perdite
- 10
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 17
- Punti
- 34
ISK
- Distrutti
- 3.17B
- Persi
- 2.29B
- Bilancio
- +883.1M
- Efficienza ISK
- 58%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 13
- Percentuale solo
- 38%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti31.5M
Rapporto danni · 100%
Danni subiti73.8K
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
One wish alone have I
In some calm land beside the sea to die
Upon its strand
That I forever sleep
The forest near, a heaven near
Stretched over the peaceful deep
That no one weeps my end
Nor for me grieves
But let the autumn lend
Tongues to the leaves
No candles shine
Nor tomb I need, instead
Let them for me a bed
Of twigs entwine
When brooklet ripples fall
With murmuring sound
And moon is found
Among the pine trees tall
While softly rings
The wind it's trembling chime
And over me the lime
In blossem flings
As I will then no more a wanderer be
Let them with fondness store my memory
And Lucifer the while
Above the pine, good comrade mine
Will on me gently smile?
In mournful mood
The sea sing sad refrain...
And I be earth again
In solitude
In some calm land beside the sea to die
Upon its strand
That I forever sleep
The forest near, a heaven near
Stretched over the peaceful deep
That no one weeps my end
Nor for me grieves
But let the autumn lend
Tongues to the leaves
No candles shine
Nor tomb I need, instead
Let them for me a bed
Of twigs entwine
When brooklet ripples fall
With murmuring sound
And moon is found
Among the pine trees tall
While softly rings
The wind it's trembling chime
And over me the lime
In blossem flings
As I will then no more a wanderer be
Let them with fondness store my memory
And Lucifer the while
Above the pine, good comrade mine
Will on me gently smile?
In mournful mood
The sea sing sad refrain...
And I be earth again
In solitude