- Kill
- 1058
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 168
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 97%
- ISK distrutti
- 628.28B
- +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
- 1058
- Perdite
- 168
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 257
- Punti
- 1058
ISK
- Distrutti
- 628.28B
- Persi
- 17.95B
- Bilancio
- +610.33B
- Efficienza ISK
- 97%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 119
- Percentuale solo
- 11%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti9.3M
Rapporto danni · 85%
Danni subiti1.6M
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
Absence
The mirror's white haze lent obscurity to the moment as she gazed unblinkingly for the first time, into her own piercing eyes. The warm shower, still steaming behind her, licked moist air across her cheek where the still-forming tears refused to fall. She was branded. Myridan. Soulless.
Those bright white orbs shone brightly through the misty mirror like blotches of white paint upon the pane. She reached out with one hand, but it fell short and quickly she spun away. Unable to face the mirror, she retreated to one corner, but the image remained; seared into her retinae like ink in leather.
Closing her eyes, she let the world vanish into infinite black. And took comfort.
- Sui
The mirror's white haze lent obscurity to the moment as she gazed unblinkingly for the first time, into her own piercing eyes. The warm shower, still steaming behind her, licked moist air across her cheek where the still-forming tears refused to fall. She was branded. Myridan. Soulless.
Those bright white orbs shone brightly through the misty mirror like blotches of white paint upon the pane. She reached out with one hand, but it fell short and quickly she spun away. Unable to face the mirror, she retreated to one corner, but the image remained; seared into her retinae like ink in leather.
Closing her eyes, she let the world vanish into infinite black. And took comfort.
- Sui